"Prince James, Princess." He bowed down to kiss Thessalia's hand. His kiss was soft but also a promise and Thessalia knew that. As his lips left her hand she felt a little disappointed. Thessalia mentally slapped herself for missing his touch. She felt Prince James's gaze on her and knew she needed to get away from him. Just by the way he stared at her made her feel all hot inside-and she did not like it one bit.