Jor'gas pulled Anastasia out of her reverie. She whipped her head towards her and asked, "What?"
"The demon queen, Og'drath isn't here," Jor'gas repeated.
Anastasia nodded, licking her dry lips. "What is the name of the princess?"
"That's Etaya, the fae princess," Jor'gas replied with a smirk.
"Oh! That's... interesting." Anastasia still couldn't believe her eyes. Seraph looked at her with total adoration in his eyes, with total dedication and as if she was his world. "They love each other a lot. Are they— are they heart mates?"
"Nonsense!" Jor'gas said in a low voice with forced distaste. "Our prince is smitten by her. That's all."
"You mean she doesn't love him?" Anastasia enquired.
"She says she loves him… a lot." A woman gave them a warning look and Jor'gas immediately became quiet.
