#Chapter 441 – A Prince

Ella I can’t help it, not at all. I burst immediately into tears. The crowd, when they realize what’s going on – and when I think they see my over-emotional reaction to it – begin to again shout their approval. Sinclair laughs when he sees me crying, shaking his head at me as he returns to my side with the little crown in his hands. “Well, if you didn’t want me to cry!” I say, stamping my foot lightly, “you should have told me!” “Nah,” Sinclair says, smiling at me, his voice soft but somehow still audible over the cheers of the crowd. “This is way better. It was worth it to see your face.” “Okay well,” I say in a rush, wiping hastily at my cheeks before raising Rafe a little so that he’s sitting straight up in my arms, looking up at his father with a happy smile. “Get on with it! I want to see how he looks!” Sinclair laughs at me, shaking his head, and the crowd quiets, eager to hear what their King will say. “Rafe Sinclair,” my mate says, looking seriously at his son. But Rafe