#Chapter 12: Full of Wine

  Maeve POV   “Your Highness!” Bella gasped, hastily pulling away from me. In her surprise, she dropped the crystal wine glass she’d been holding and it shattered into hundreds of little pieces upon impact. The room froze, falling so quiet that one might be able to hear a pin drop. No one knew what to expect from Prince Xaden as he suddenly encroached on such a scene in his mansion. Looking determined, he stepped into the room. The family quickly tried to compose themselves. “Greetings, Prince—” But he swept past them as if they hadn’t existed… and landed right in front of me. “Are you alright?” he fretted, his eyes wide and wild with worry as he carefully inspected me, caressing my face, my hands, my arms—anywhere he thought to look for injuries. “You’re not hurt, are you?” Again, I was rendered speechless by him. Having only just arrived, he was oblivious to the context of what caused that brawl in his mansion. Had he chosen to, he could have had us all thrown out for disr