TIARA THORNELLS
But that was as far as we went.
Prince Zatan pulled back, ending the moment with a gentle kiss on my forehead.
“Your Highness, do you have plans today?” I asked softly, watching as he turned back to the vintage paper he had been working on.
“Yes,” he replied gently. “I plan to rest for a while after this. Then tonight, I’ll head out again… I need to return to the damaged village. But first, I need to clean up this table.”
I was still sitting on the edge of his desk, legs dangling over the side.
“I can take care of it for you, Your Highness,” I offered. “We’ve known each other for quite a while now, but I’ve never once seen you sleep,” I added with a small laugh.
“Thank you, Tiara… Just give me a few hours of rest.”
“Sleep as much as you want, Your Highness.”
“And
