SONIA’S POV
“Wh… right now?”
He gives me a dry look from where he leans against the wall, arms crossed.
“Twenty minutes is what I have to spare. I’ll be downstairs.” With that, he leaves the room and I let out a frustrated breath at his rude dismissal.
Does he not know that twenty minutes is hardly enough time for a woman? He didn’t even tell me where we would be going to for our honeymoon. I have so many questions but I’m sure they can wait. I don’t want to upset your royal highness.
But come to think of it, if I’m going to show him that I to can have a say in this marriage instead of being bossed around, I need to be defiant occasionally. I mean, he’s had no trouble being mean to me by avoiding me and just being plain nonchalant. I have to think of ways to rile him up like he doe
