48. Responsibilities

Dante's pov

As I began to unpack the last of the boxes from the old palace, memories flooded back to me. Memories of a time when things were easier, and I didn't have to worry about the weight of the kingdom's affairs on my shoulders.

I carefully arranged the files in the cabinet, making sure to separate my personal work from that of the kingdom's, as there were bound to be a surplus of important documents.

As I worked, my mind drifted to Charlotte, and the little boy that was my son. My heart ached as I thought of her, wondering how my mate would take the news.

But then, another thought entered my mind, and with it, a sense of dread.

Athena had been acting strange since giving birth to our child. I couldn't tell if it was the disappointment of having a girl, or if it was something deeper, something that stemmed from my desire for a male heir.

But either way, she worried me, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

I made my way back to my room on the second floo