“You are even more terrifying than I remember,” Crowned Prince William said.
“I… am sorry, Your Highness.” Onyx bowed stiffly and sheathed her blade.
“You put magic in your blade?” There was awe in his words.
She ignored his question. “Again, my apologies. If there is anything I can do to make amends-”
“Amends?” A frown pinched his brow,
“I would really appreciate it if you didn’t tell my father I pointed a blade at you.”
The crowned prince smiled.