"Looks like you have quite the fan club," I remarked, a teasing smile playing on my lips as I gestured towards the group of women who were eyeing him eagerly.
The Prince chuckled softly, but there was a hint of resignation in his expression. "It's flattering, I suppose. But sometimes, I wish they would give it a rest."
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his candid admission. "Really? I would have thought you'd enjoy the attention."
"It's not that I don't appreciate it, Shana. But sometimes, it feels... suffocating. Like they don't see me for who I am, only what I represent." He shook his head, his gaze scanning the crowd with a hint of weariness.
I nodded in understanding, sensing the weight of his words. "I can imagine that must be frustrating. It's hard to know who genuine
