Joseph looks so handsome as he adjusts his tux. He’s still relaxed as he tucks the shirt in and fastens his pants. He left his tie undone, though, and his collar unbuttoned.
He moves to the door, but I grab his arm to stop him and try to fasten the buttons for him.
“Don’t,” he says gently. He inhales deeply and frowns. It’s only a moment later when I smell the king and queen in the hall.
“Your tie,” I tell him softly.
My mate shakes his head. “It’s a marking ceremony,” he says roughly, but his eyes are so soft as he runs his fingers along my cheek, but his voice is entirely that of the Prince. “The mark is supposed to be on display.”
“Oh,” I say. That makes sense, I guess, but I’m shocked Queen Judith would allow it.
He closes his eyes and inhales slowly. When he opens them
