Alice's POV.
Frances and I had arrived first for dinner. We took our seats as we waited for Waylon and the others.
"So who exactly is joining?" Frances asked as she tapped the table. "Other than your security escorts?" I watched her as her fingers picked up the fork and she fidgeted with it.
"The general and his youngest son," I answered her question.
"Oh," it sounded like she was already disinterested.
"Frances, play nice." I chuckled.
"I didn’t mean to sound uninterested. I just thought he would have brought his older son instead of the youngest." She looked at me and shrugged her shoulders.
"The general did say that his older son is attending to his duties while he is here. His sons didn’t attend my crowning ceremony because they were both doing their father's duties s
