"I know what it is you intend to say," I tell Nina after I utter a certain destination to the coach driver and she sucks in a disapproving breath. "Don't bother."
Instead, my warning causes her disapproval to bubble to the surface. "But your highness, His Majesty forbade you from-".
"I don't care! I don't care, alright? He cannot tell me who I can and cannot see." I fire back. Under my breath, I add, "He doesn't have the right."
I lean back in the cushioned chair, proud of myself for having the foresight to bribe the coach driver and footman so they wouldn't impede my desires. After business at the Holy Church comes the pleasure, although it shall be a mix of both from this point forward. It's been a while since I've graced Elias with my presence and long overdue for me to see how Jack is progressing in his studies.
