Dominic
“Dominic, you are driving me nuts,” Father complains.
We are playing chess to pass the time until my beloved Daisy arrives home. Deep in the pit of my stomach, I have a bad feeling that something is going to happen despite Father’s assurances that she is safe. I stare at the chessboard and let out another sigh.
“I swear if you don’t stop that,” Father snarls. “Daisy is fine. She is being escorted by our best enforcers and Cassius’s warriors. Nothing will happen to her.”
I nod and bite my thumb and make a move. “I know, Father. But I just have a bad feeling, and Boreas’s pacing isn’t helping.”
“Check,” Father smirks. “You aren’t really trying, are you?”
I shake my head. “Sorry, Father. My mind isn’t on chess.” I squirm in my seat and try to finish the game, but Boreas become
