The visit with the Queen went well. Vaughn and Zenia still could not believe that they could get so much information from the Queen. Vaughn partly blamed himself for not seeing the Queen often. If he did, he might have learned all of it before.
The carriage was awfully quiet. Zenia was not used to it. She had no idea what Vaughn was thinking.
"What do you think…"
"Not now, Zenzen. Let's wait until we reach home."
Vaughn was in deep thought, and Zenia felt like he was somewhere she could not reach.
'What are you thinking about now?'
She kept looking at him, but he just rubbed his chin with his left hand while he held her hand with his right. He would sometimes squeeze Zenia's hand, but he refused to look at her. He knew that his wife was looking at him.
Zenia could no longer wait for him. She had decided to cut his train of thought.
"Your Highness."
No response.
"Vaughn…"
No response.
"Vaughn Pernell!"
