Christian
His father would, of course, know the difference as well, because that man himself had never taken his crown off when walking about anywhere, be it here in the wolfen realm or the human realm. He’d made his own children all address him as ‘your highness’ all day every day, during daylight hours and royal functions or galas.
There was never any addressing with familiarity in front of others, not even in front of the omegas that had worked within Nightingale palace and knew who they were to their King and Queen. He’d demanded the use of his title from his own kin all the time. Unless it was late and there were only themselves about; which was a rare thing.
What Sebastian was doing now was trying to invoke familiarity with him, reminding Christian that they were his parents, try
