"A tale for another day…" Wesley's mother muttered.
"Enough with the lovely family reunion. Wesley herd has some explanation to do " the Queen stated angrily.
Wesley turned to face her.
"Your Highness have I erred? I make sure to pay up my taxes and pay homage to the Royal mine as at when due." He said with a sky smile. "Don't I Sheila?" He threw the question at the Princess who stood relaxed and indifferent.
"Hmmm," she muttered.
"You see, even Sheila is satisfied.".
"Cut the crap young man,I am used to your silly games." The Queen spat. "This time is different. You are all over the news. This rumor of you hooking up with some lowlife-"
"Pardon?" Wesley acts surprised, his eyes gushed out in pretense.
"Pardon? Holy crap. Is that all you have to say?"
"Your Highness, I apologize on his behalf. He is still a kid." Wesley's mother pleaded.
