Daniel, the prince of the land, was glaring down at you. His soft hands cupped your jaw as he wiped blood from your nose. Speaking down to you like a child. Scolding you for even attempting to try and do a backflip. It had all happened suddenly, one minute you were laughing about how you could do a backflip and how easy it was—and of course Daniel telling you no. and the next? You landed face down. It hadn't helped when Daniel had scolded you all the way back to his chambers.

"i told you,"