Picture Perfect

Darien's POV

At the sound of Father's voice, the whole room fell silent. I paused in the middle of picking up a piece of sushi and froze, exchanging looks with Eloise.

Finally. The man of the fucking hour. I knew something was missing. He marched into the room, and glancing at each of us to make sure we were all here before advancing towards us with obvious dissatisfaction on his face.

"Oh, darling, finally," Mother was the first to speak. She stood from her chair and glided down the room to get to the door where Father was standing. "The kids were making such a ruckus, and I was wondering when you'd be here. You know I don't know when to–"

"Not now, Janet!" Father boomed, cutting her off mid sentence. "Stop with your whining. So you mean to tell me that you cannot control these youngsters?! Maybe your judgement is being clouded by the fact that they are your children. You are Luna! And they are your subjects, so I suggest you start doing your job."

My jaw clenched. I hated the way