Run with the Wind

The North American Prince and his family was the next to arrive. After Arjun, they would be up for the throne. Whilst the royals lived in Canada, they held sway over the entire North American continent. Their children were fairly pleasant. Well mannered and soft spoken. Four boys along with one girl. Three more had remained home. Such a large family, but you could see the happiness dwelling within their eyes. Byron was a good fifty years older than Suzanne, but their necklaces bled white when they had found each other. No drama. No treason. So much different than my own experience. We kept the encounter as brief as possible. As promised, I had done most of the talking. Julian had pulled into himself, face a mask of brooding. Whatever had him riled so badly was the least of my worries.

Maids had started whispering of how foul it would be to have all of the royals present for this function. Even Amber wasn't up to her usual standards. How much tension could possibly grow betwe