“Exactly, so don’t give it to anyone else and please Morgana for our sake" Mordred stressed as Morgana sorted out her dress skirt. "Don’t mess it up” Mordred warned sternly knowing what Morgana was like, hearing this she frowned at him. After placing the cake in a small protective grey tin, she held it while placing her left hand to her hip. Her pouting grew from his cold words knowing that he meant well but wished he didn't treat her like she was incapable of doing something important. “I know what I’m doing, it’s simple. All I’m doing is giving him the cake and that’s it, why do you need to make it sound like I’m going to mess it up?” Morgana asked bluntly as she shook her head, her dark green tresses moving side to side before they rested on her right shoulder. “Because this is crucial, we can’t mess

“And I want you to get your hands off of her” however Marcus remained close and refused to release Anberine who was on edge from what was taking place. “Why? So you can hurt her?” Marcus challenged coolly, his eyes caught a brief glint in Prince Skye’s eyes before it faded quickly. Catching this Marcus felt an uncomfortable feeling enter his stomach at what could have caused the glint to appear. “I want her” Prince Skye replied in a firm tone, his eyes narrowed at being denied the right to speak to her quietly, while at the same time he wanted nothing more than to keep her away from the male who refused to leave her side. “What could you possibly want with her?” Marcus asked coldly only to pause as he saw Prince Skye show Anberine a withered purple flower that had yellow on the bottom petal that he had in his right jacket pocket. 

“Did you upset another Noble again?” Anberine asks her over-anxious friend weakly, she watched as Morgana continued to jump from one foot to another. Seeing this, Anberine's eyes started to grow heavy as a headache started to form.

“What a scoundrel! Where’s the chivalry? What kind of noble does that and he’s a prince no doubt! No honour what so ever!” Anberine snapped angrily but kept her voice down. At that moment Anberine wanted nothing more than to go after him so she could punch his stupid grinning face.

Anberine lips pursed tightly in dislike from the fact he was still touching her, however kept her eyes away from his until she tensed up from what he did next. Looking at him in horror, disbelief filled Anberine's face from the fact he kissed her again, but this time it was in public causing her stomach to drop.