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“And you’re a little sneaky, Your Highness,” Fran told him.

Max shot her a sideways glance. “Just a little?”

“Well, I was trying to be gracious. You know, you being the sovereign around here and all.”

“Technically, I’m not the sovereign. That would be my father. But I understand your point.” He stood and walked over to her, amusement glistening in his eyes. “Afraid I might lock you up in a dungeon?”

Fran tipped her chin up. “I’m not afraid of anything, Your Highness. Even being locked up all alone—”

“Who said anything about alone?” His grin went wide.

Awareness moved through her like warm molasses. Why, oh why, did she have to turn to mush when this man was near? It just wasn’t fair. She could control every aspect of her life, every emotion—every need. But here in Fantasyland with Prince Foxy, she was reduced to…well, female.