“I wasn’t trying to be cruel!” In all my years, I never imagined that I would be where I was at that moment. Running after the Fae King, me, running after a male. The very one who had abducted me and irritated me to no end!.. So I could apologize. “I meant no offense!” I stumbled and had to stop and snatch up my skirts again so I could keep pace with Arran, who had not slowed.
“I was merely.. Look, would you please stop so that I can speak with you?” I shouted, but Arran continued pacing away, shoulders stiff.
“I have work to do, Princess, not all of us live the lives of Royalty here.” Arran tossed over his shoulder stiffly. I tensed, anger working its way through me.
“You insufferable-!” I burst from my clothes, using talon and beak to rip at the neckline of my dress to make room for m
