[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: COLLIDE~ JUSTINE SKYE FEAT TYGA]
Lord Hieron flipped over the letters he had been receiving over the past few days. Different kingdoms still offered their alliance if allowed to marry the princess. It was high time her position was moved higher so the throne could be occupied, but his grandson had still not made any move. He raised his face to look at the two men in his room, the two eunuchs who were assigned to work with him.
"What do you think is holding Nix back from telling the princess that they are betrothed because I'm tired of the wait" Heiron remarked, dropping the quill he was holding.
Severus continued to grind the ink, his face dedicated to what he was doing. "Maybe he is scared of being rejected?" His words sounded more like a question than a statement.
