281 Irritating Queens

Osian sighed, his hands tightening on Evanna's shoulders slightly before he released her. Evanna drew her hand back, gesturing towards Arawn. 

"Father, this is Prince Arawn…" Wait, what was his last name? How did she not know? It was never mentioned! Panic settled in her for a moment, but she brushed past it, adding what she did know. "Of the Flori."

"Yes, I can see the resemblance to King Thalinal Elion," Osian said, his brows still tugged together as he bowed his head simultaneously with Arawn. 

Elion!? Arawn Elion. It never occurred to Evanna that she did not know his last name. There was so much that had happened that it slipped her mind.

"It is an honour to meet an old friend of my father's," Arawn said; surprisingly, his words sounded genuine. "King Osian."