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In the fraction of a second, I felt I had returned to that cage, watched by so many Superiors, just waiting for me to mess up. My breathing was unsteady as I tried to make sense of the situation. What was Allister doing here? Ashton was so upset. What if they got into a fight? What if Ashton hurt him?
"Prince Allister?" King Quivell pushed, giving him a questioning look.
Allister finally looked away from me, glancing at him.
"My apologies," he said, his voice deep and unwavering. "I got lost in how beautiful her eyes are."
Heat rose to my cheeks.
How... How did he do that in this situation?
Ashton's grip tightened further, making me suck in a breath.
"Please," I whispered, glancing at him.
He didn't respond, glaring daggers at Allister instead.
"Come, sit, son. There
