Amanda Butcherson shifted her attention to Princess Aurora. She smiled gently at the princess, as though she could sense the young woman’s heartache.
“What about you, Princess Aurora?” she asked, raising her interlaced fingers to prop her chin on her fist. “How do you feel about your relationship with Alpha King Andrew?”
Princess Aurora sniffled. She raised her hand to her eyes and dabbed the tears away with her fingertips, and she avoided looking directly at either Amanda or the camera until she had collected herself. When she had finished, she turned her attention to Amanda and gave her a wide smile, though it quivered at the corners.
“Andrew is the best friend that I could possibly ask for,” Princess Aurora said, her tone completely genuine but her voice cracking with emotion. “I cou
