#Chapter 437- Be Careful, Little Mate

Ella

“I don’t think we’ve met,” Sinclair says, looking Calvin up and down, his voice low and dangerous.

“Not personally, no,” Calvin says, and I watch him, a little surprised to see that he has regained his composure faster than me. He again executes his sharp little bow, showing obeisance to Sinclair, the kind of gesture one Royal gives to another. “I am Prince Calvin, of Atalaxia. And, despite the uncouth gesture that my party made this morning, I hope you will believe me when I say that I am very pleased to be here and eager to build a good relationship between our nations.”

Sinclair raises his eyebrows in surprise, looking for a long moment at the Prince and then down at me, ”

Well,” Sinclair says, his words careful and measured. “It is good to hear you say that. After the events of the morning we were convinced that peace was not a priority for you.”

Clavin sighs and glances over his shoulder, to where the rest of his delegation are speaking quietly with a group of people I don’t know. ” Honestly highness,” he says, his voice low as if he’s seeking not to be overheard, “for many of them? It is not. But I hope that over the next few days I can convince you that you have at least one ally over this border.”

Slowly, Sinclair nods, pulling me closer to his side. “I look forward to being convinced,” my mate says evenly, still studying this strange Prince.

Clavin bows again to both of us, realizing that this interview is over. “A pleasure, your highnesses,” he murmurs, beginning to turn away.

“Ella,” I call – and I surprise myself to hear my name fall from my mouth.

Calvin turns back to us, slow, likewise surprised.

“Please,” I continue, “call me Ella.”

The Prince hesitates for a moment, flicking his eyes to Sinclair, but then he bows to me more deeply than he’s done before. “It will be a pleasure, Ella.”

And then he turns away.

Sinclair’s side now, a little

baffled but not at all angry at least not with me. I look up at him,

what I cannot

was…something. Something

I find our way to Roger’s side – Cora and Rafe, I smile to see, are already making their way back into the room through the

who the hell he is, and what he could possibly

countries. Honestly, even though all we did was stand around

him a kiss on the head before flopping fully-dressed onto my

says,shaking his head, “up. Come on. You can’t fall asleep

what I want,” I mutter, turning stubbornly

and slipping my shoes off my feet, which makes me moan a little with pleasure to feel them released. Sinclair, intuiting how good it

again,

an eye and glance at him because honestly, even though

to

you make me

to avoid crushing me completely. I take a deep, contented breath and turn onto my back, lifting my hands to pull his tuxedo shirt out of his pants and then slip my palms onto the hot, warm skin

lowers himself, taking a deep breath of my scent before pressing determined kisses to my neck, my shoulders, my chest – every one of

to the side and pulling me with him so that I’m pressed

I laugh, pressing my hips close to his, wanting to feel him tight against me. “I didn’t even know half of the nations that those

yourself, Ella very charming. No one holds your lack of knowledge against you – they’re aware of your

my hands faltering a little on their path lower. “But doesn’t that make me…a bit of

closing his eyes and exhaling deeply when my hands continue their

laugh softly. “If you say

and I laugh a little more. I get his belt undone and begin to start on the button of his pants but suddenly his hand is there,

and I look up to sees eyes on me now. “Earlier –

bite my lip, pulling my hands away.

I be mad?” he asks, frowning,

myself. When we sort of

though, didn’t he? Didn’t give

I sigh, shaking my head. “I should have just gone

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