My head snaps quickly to look at Seth, whose eyes were already fixed on me. He must have already requested a pardon from him before they went outside, as there’s not an ounce of surprise on his face.
What the f**k? I ask him, just between us.
I don’t know, Love. Technically, only the current King can grant a pardon, and I’m not sure anything could convince him to pardon him. There’s so much history between them that we don’t even know.
“No,” I state plainly, looking Benjamin straight in his eyes, the eyes that match mine. He looks absolutely shocked. We stare at each other for a few moments, waiting for the other to speak, but he does not. I can feel the anger coming from him in waves.
“Both Prince Seth and I are unable to grant you a pardon. The best we can do is speak to the
