In Her Arms

33

“My maid of honour delivered me a letter from King Benedict yesterday, he asks why you have put his daughter in the common chambers and not your exclusive ones and reckons if she is being treated right,” Meriall revealed as they both headed to the living hall.

“How has he gotten to know?” Zebian asked, frown setting upon his glabella.

“He revealed that some connections inside this palace are loyal to him and that is enough to frighten me, our palace is in hands of risks,” Meriall gave him a stern eye and stopped a few steps away from the entrance of the living hall.

Zebian raised his brow in defiance, “That numskull has started to show his true colours,” He sighed in frustration and turned around to walk in. Just as he reached the doorframe, he felt the queen following him inside, he turned around and lifted his eyebrow in question and shook his head a bit.

“I must be with you,” Meriall cleared.

“This is going to be a gentlemen’s gathering, I am sure there must be other issues