Chapter Fifty - Exposed

Xander knew he only had himself to blame for putting the Princess in such a compromising position.

“Delectable,” his arch rival commented. “I understand now why there was a watchdog outside. Continue. I can see how wrong I was about this nymph.”

“Drago!” he raged.

“My apologies, Commander. He slipped past me when I was talking to Beauregard here.”

He tried to control his temper. “This isn’t an orgy.”

“A pity,” de Mornay said. “I am willing to bet that backside is to die for. Have you ploughed her from that position?”

“The Princess of Ormond is mine, do you hear?” he snarled. “Don’t just stand there, you two. Take him out of my sight.”

Drago and Beauregard were quick to obey, the latter taking great care not to ogle Eithne. He saw them to the opening, while he waited for his anger to cool.

Then he went back to his temptress. There was no doubt about it, she was still a beguiling vision.

Unexpectedly, she slapped his face.

“How could you shame me like that?” she hissed.

“You are as much