Ophelia turned her head to look at the earnest expression on Taylor’s face, her soft fingers gently tapping the center of his furrowed brow.
She laughed, "Of course I can. It’s normal for you to be jealous as my mate. If you weren’t, it would only prove you didn’t love me, and then I would be angry."
Taylor took Ophelia’s hand, his gaze filled with affection. "How could I not love the Princess? I wish that the Princess only had eyes for me."
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