course, Misha says in my mind. I trust Finn, but I’m not naïve enough to think he wouldn’t wreck all my plans for the sake of his own court. We all have our priorities, Princess.
I shoot Misha a glare for poking around in my mind, and he winks at me.
Look at how jealous he is. If you’d like to make him absolutely mad with jealousy, I’d be happy to help.
Don’t hold your breath. I give him a pointed look to drive the thought home, and Misha grins.
Beside me, Finn growls and sends a glare of his own in Misha’s direction. “If you two are done, I’d like to return to the subject at hand.”