Convergent
I swallow a lump that formed in my throat, while in all seriousness I tell him, “Good luck with that prince, you will need it.”
He smiles at what I say as he tells me, “Is that so?”
I reply confidently, “I know so.”
He smiles, amused, while saying, “If I were you, I wouldn’t be so sure.”
“That’s your problem, Prince. You are overconfident. If you think I will fall under your charms, like all the models you have had in your life, let me tell you that you are wrong.”
He crosses his arms and with an amused smile tells me, “So, you’ve been spying on me?”
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