Not every Fae was excited to be at the party. Right now, Lord Taryn stood before Hannah's door. Being Hannah's babysitter also meant escorting her to the princess debut party tonight.
The Queen did not trust Hannah enough to leave her alone and wanted her where her eyes could reach her at all times. Queen Seraphira couldn't quite figure the girl out—and honestly, he didn't blame her. He couldn't either. Thus, the responsibility had been pushed onto him to watch Hannah and find out what her game plan was.
If only he knew.
Taryn sighed. He was the pridefather of the lion clan, for crying out loud, and somehow he'd been reduced to this.
Just as Lord Taryn raised his hand to knock, the door flew open and Hannah stepped out, and for a brief, disorienting moment, he forgot how to breathe.
