Sloan
I was sitting across one of my couches here in my living room, located in my wing. I'd have been completely relaxed right now, but thanks to the people present with me right now, I was the complete opposite.
"So, are you gonna tell us about the boy?" My grandfather asked this time. I pursed my lips and remained silent because I wasn't ready to spill anything about him yet to anyone, not even to my grandfather who I liked.
"No, I'd rather not." I muttered and my grandfather laughed, but my father seethed at the other side of the room.
"I still can't wrap my head around why you let a human spend nights in your room. Even if you fucked him, he's not deserving enough to sleep in a Prince's room. In case you might have forgotten, humans are slaves and nothing more. They cannot be anything other than that no matter what," my father pointed out and I rolled my eyes, ignoring his unsolicited opinion which no one asked for
