Chapter 18 The horses

Prince Lancelot’s POV

I frowned down at him, my patience frayed down to a single thread.

What kind of human being was this?

Why was he so relentlessly insolent? So utterly, brazenly disgusting? The man lacked even a shred of self-restraint or a filter on his tongue.

“Is this a joke to you?” I de...

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