Tempting the Wrong Prince
“She has every right to be angry, but this, running to Arden, letting him play the hero, this is too far.”
The silence stretched, filled only by the faint ticking of the clock.
Finally, Lenard said softly, “Your Highness… sometimes a man’s intentions mean little when the heart has already decided what it feels.”
I turned sharply. “What is that supposed to mean?”
He exhaled. “It means that love doesn’t care for logic, or reason, or dynasties. It follows its own path. And sometimes, ” he paused, choosing his words carefully, “, sometimes that path leads where we least want it to.”