**NEXT MORNING…**
I sighed heavily as I stared at the pile of paperwork on my desk. I had hoped to personally drop Aria off at school, but the responsibilities of being king were relentless. There was no way I could leave the palace today with everything that needed my attention. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples, trying to think of a way to balance my duties and my need to be with Aria. But for now, I had to settle with sending Fergus.
I picked up my phone, dialing Aria's number. The line only rang once before she picked up, and the moment I heard her voice, I knew she was pouting again.
"Good morning, little woman," I said, trying to soften her mood. "Did Fergus arrive yet?"
"Yes, Magnus. He's already dropped Owen off, and now we're on our way to school," she replied, her tone a little sulky.
