Derek
"Why should I be happy when I'm sure that there won't be a wedding?"
"Huh?" Sophia was dumbfounded.
First at my tone and then at my response.
"There won't be a wedding?" She asked.
"Sure there won't," I ascertained.
"Derek, what do you mean that there won't be a wedding? What do you plan to do?"
I shrugged and walked away. I needed to act fast.
"Derek. Your majesty! Your majesty!!"
I ignored Sophia and hurried back to my chamber. I met Giovanni on my way back.
"Hi Gio," I halted and waved at my son.
"Oh, hello your majesty," he bowed.
There was something about the way he spoke that sounded like a taunt just like Melody. These two are so alike. It's no wonder they are always glued to each other.
"Where are you off to?" I asked, putting forth my hand to hold him.
"To my Momma," he stepped back before I could touch him. "She's getting married to Dorian tomorrow."
