Amaris’ POV
Sofia introduced herself to me as she sat on the couch and crossed her long legs. She looked at me and smiled in a friendly way although her smile doesn't feel genuine.
She's beautiful, elegant and very gentle when talking but there's something inside me, a woman's instinct that something is not right. Or maybe I'm just jealous of her because she happened to be King Ragriel's mate?
"Where is his highness?"
I glanced at the door before I slowly walked towards her and sat on the couch across from her.
"He left early, Miss Sofia."
"Oh! That's a waste. My mate and I want to invite you for lunch today. We want to talk about what happened last night and apologize."
"I apologize too, Miss Sofia. It was my fault," I said in a low tone.
"I see they treasure you so much. I guess
