"YOU CAN have my youngest son, Princess Neoma."
Pfft.
Neoma laughed mentally, but she maintained a polite expression on the surface.
No matter how ridiculous the merfolk king's offer was, she was still dealing with a foreign king who just became her ally. Hence, she was being careful.
"My son is only three years older than you, Princess Neoma," King Lagun said cheerfully. "Moreover, when it comes to looks, my son won't lose to you."
Neoma hadn't seen the king's youngest son yet, but she believed the king.
[Merfolks are known to be very beautiful, after all.]
But, of course, she wasn't tempted.
