Miles had a knowing smirk on his lips. He'd finally found you, the thief terrorizing his kingdom. This wasn't your first run-in with the prince, not when he was relentless on his 'search' for you.

You both knew the stealing never mattered. He would've had the guards take you away if he actually gave a damn.

All he wanted was your attention. The suitors never mattered, only the boy before him.

"Aren't you bored of running?"