Prince Elias’s POV
“While I suppose that could have gone better, it certainly wasn’t as bad as it could have been,” Spiro tries to console me. It was an EPIC fail, of course, but I suppose he should be given points for trying. “At least you won the chess game! So the princess has to come visit us at home in Greece for several weeks. So that’s a good thing.”
“Sure,” I respond briefly. But in my mind I’m thinking shut the f**k up! If my Lycan Dunamis was there, he would have enjoyed that. The thought of Dunamis, and the possibility that I might never hear his sarcastic wit ever again draws me inexorably towards depression.
“Do you suppose we might see the princess again before we leave tomorrow?” Spiro asks. Not having been able to read my mind about the need to shut his mouth,
