Good grudges

A/N: I wrote this chapter in first person and its my first time writing in first person. Let me know your thoughts. xx

Supreme.

JULIEN

My eyes slide away from Antonia’s desperate gaze when I hear the sound of a strangled wheeze and when I peer up, It feels as though a bucket of ice was splashed on me as I come face to face with her.

Her green eyes swirl with various unsaid emotions, anger and hurt being the most prominent. They root me to my seat, ground me to the spot and I feel as though moving would be a grievous challenge.

My eyes flicker over her brunette locks to the man rubbing her back. Prince Adrian.

Fuck him. Who did the bastard think he was?

Just because he was a Prince didn’t mean he could get anyone of his choice. Especially not Elsida.

“Julien, are you listening?” Antonia inquires as she slides a slender finger down my arms. I rip my arms away from hers more forcefully than I intended to and I clear my throat and cast her an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry A