Chapter 51

• Mason Beaumont flashed Ember a grin that I could easily see through. It was the kind of smile that masked a hidden agenda. Ember seemed to sense it too, her eyes narrowing slightly in response. “Are the Lancaster family not joining us for dinner? I thought they were staying here for a while, along with the other young Royal,” Mason inquired.
• “Zane,” I clarified, my lips pressing together.
• “Right, Zane,” Mason said with a smile that made it seem as if we were old acquaintances.