Ysha heard Prince Nasir's words drift behind her like an ominous shadow as they departed.
The king's displeasure with his cousin’s interest in his wife is evident in the tight line of his jaw.
"Do you have anything else to say, Prince Nasir?"
The king's voice cut through the tension, interrupting whatever Nasir had intended to say next.
"If you have nothing important to discuss, I will order you to return to your palace."
"Your Majesty, I think you are in a hurry to send me away. But you cannot hide the fact that the beautiful omega I just saw is bathing in your own pheromones," Nasir replied.
A smirk playing on his lips as he observed the king's frown deepening, his focus intensifying.
"But perhaps my sense of smell is mistaken," Nasir continued, undeterred. "Because you are rel
