“What the hell is going on in here?” Nicholas asked. “Julian?”
I was too stunned to speak, but when I looked over to Julian, I saw that he was smirking.
Nicholas turned his rage on the producers. “Why are you filming this?”
The producer jumped, then bowed much lower than was necessary. “It was approved by the crown, Your Royal Highness. The King himself commanded us!”
“Retract your claws before you hurt someone,” Julian said casually as he rose to his feet. “This isn’t their fault.”
Nicholas reared back to him. “Then explain it to me, brother. And while you are giving that explanation, you can explain why you felt it necessary to summon me to witness this.” The way he say this, with such open disgust, made me want to crawl into a hole.
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