Caliana's POV

"Prince Norman," She called, the man, Norman, politely acknowledged me with a nod. Ansley stood up and went to him. He smiled softly at her and stroked her long hair.

"How have you been?" His voice was gentle.

"I've been well. What brings you here?"

"I needed to discuss something with you and I missed you,"

I took this chance to look at Norman, he was good-looking, tall, and lean but one could tell that he worked out. His aura was quite calm ...