"Well, Prince Sol," I murmured, leaning back as the hall began to settle into an uneasy silence. "We took the exams even though we were forced to attend. I thought they were supposed to be a challenge. Color me surprised when most of the curriculum actually aligns with the seminars I’ve been giving." Prince Sol’s golden eyes flickered with a mirthful fire. "Please, call me Sol. 'Prince Sol' will only make the power go to my head, Princess." I tilted my head, meeting his gaze with the cool confidence of someone who had built an empire from dirt. "Well now, Sol, I am not a princess as you well know. I am more of a Queen." "Queen, huh?" Sol’s smirk widened, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous purr. "I like that more myself." From the high podium, the King’s golden eyes cut toward us. He had been watching from the corner of his eye, tracking the exchange between his son and the silver wolf who held half the shifter worlds debt. Finally, he stepped forward, and his voice boomed
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