Warrior (Future Earl) Ryker
I underestimated how gorgeous the princess would be. Photos didn't do her justice, and her sass, f**k me. This assignment will be harder than I thought.
"How's the princess?" my father asked through the link. He was hopeful his son would be mated to royalty, but I didn't care much about blood.
"She's in the library with the Queen's mother."
"And?"
I sighed, "And what?"
"What do you think of her?"
"It doesn't matter what I think. She isn't eighteen yet."
"That doesn't mean you can't win her over and be her chosen mate, son. This is important. She is the next in line for the Hybrid throne. So, lay on the charm and get her to like you." He ended the link.
I crossed my arms and leaned against the hallway wall. I didn't want to be king or manipulate someone
