They stared at each other with him and from the way he looked at her, Danika knew he had a lot to say even though in a mocking or revengeful way and it looked as if he had a secret of hers she was hiding right at the centre of his palm. She looked away from him and began to take a step toward the door of his mother’s living room. She was the Queen, it didn’t matter whoever it was, he had to greet her first. To show her his respect.
“Greetings, Your Highness.” His voice stopped her and when she slightly turned, he had his head bowed slightly even though his eyes were fixed firmly on her face.
She held a stoic expression and nodded her head. “Greetings, Prince Acheron. I believe you’re in good health?” Deep down, Danika wondered where she had gotten the calmness and the charm from. It wa
