Rhea's lips parted in shock, and she quickly set down her glass for fear of dropping it.
"The King is brothers with the late Grand Duke."
Penelope nodded, taking a long sip from her glass of wine and refilling the empty glass after so long of limiting how much she drank.
"It is a well-known secret in Euthoria by anyone who knows the right someone, and I happen to have heard it from Antonin himself. Apparently, their father, the late king..." She paused, her lips pressed in sudden regret.
"The story is for the young Duke to tell, and I am sure you will learn all the grisly details in time."
Rhea nodded in understanding of Penelope's hesitation to reveal a secret told by a late friend. Rather than annoy her for being deprived of information that could help her understand her lover more, it made her respect Penelope even more.
