Chapter15

High King Uther walked into his privy chamber and was hit with a barrage of noise. Clearly his councillors wanted to discuss all the issues that had arisen since he’d gone to Seford and all he wanted to do was talk to James about the supposed Fate Girl. He gave them an hour of his time before he’d had enough and dismissed them, slamming the door on their faces as he pushed them out.

His head was pounding and not just from a morning spent in banality. He ran his hand through his thinning hair and thought how long it would be before he could go to bed, and to his beautiful Cait who was probably already bored waiting for him.

“So how was it?” Prince Rillon said as he flounced into the room and deposited himself in the nearest chair. “How was Seford?”