After being asked a thousand questions by both his mother and his so called King's consort, d assuring them that everything was fine, Alexander took notice of Lord Richard's absence. That was strange. Whilst everyone else was worried about him in the palace…He almost cursed when he remembered how Richard looked the last time he had seen him.
"Richard. Where is Lord Richar?" He asked facing the already worried pair. If relief was written on their faces a while ago, then why did they look at him like that? They looked at each other before their gazes darted everywhere else but him. Were they avoiding that question?
"Mother? Where is Richard?" He chose to ask Victoria instead. She lifted her gaze to stare at his eyes but immediately regretted. There was just that power in his eyes that held one to his gaze. His would she put this? Lord Richard was like a father to Alex!
