Arabella's point of view.

I rushed towards him and slapped my hand over his mouth, quickly blocking whatever rubbish he was planning to spout.

"My queen, what are you doing?" Edward asked. "I’d love to hear about your childhood too," he added.

I smiled at him and shook my head.

"There's nothing interesting about my childhood. Don't mind him."

Arthur bit my palm, making me snatch my hand away and glare at him.

"There are a lot of interesting things about her childhood. Like one ...