he had been talking to someone when it happened, a darkened feeling washing over him as the prince excused himself, swiftly making his way over he slammed his hand between Katarina and the stranger, eyes narrowed at him "leave" he simply said
No matter how much she tried to stutter excuse after excuse to conclude the conversation with the noble, the upperclassed man seemed to find a way to pull her back into the conversation. One step back was met with the other taking one forward. It was no good at all, her discomfort and shyness only served to spur the noble on, until a hand slammed between them, making both tactician and blueblood jump.“Prince Ezekiel-” She didn’t mean to trouble him with her predicament, but the apology fell short when she glanced and caught the perverse gaze of the man dart between her and her liege. If the noble intended to disregard or harm him, she’d be authorized to serve her purpose. But the blueblood merely muttered a ‘Yes, of course, milord. My apologies.’ before taking his leave.“...” A sigh left the petite woman and reluctantly, she turned to the prince, unable to meet his gaze, “I apologize, milord, my unawareness interrupted your evening. Over something so minor too...”
