“I don’t think I’ve ever seen His Majesty so happy.” Basil frowned, recognizing the voice as Chasel’s. “With any luck, I can get the Imperial Calligrapher to draft up the announcements by the end of the day.”
“Best of luck, cousin. I have to hope the Imperial Tailor is up to the task! Decorating for another wedding so soon is going to be chaos!”
The two laughed and their footsteps faded. Another wedding? His father was getting married? To who? Worse than that, he’d told Chasel? What about him? He was his son, he should have been the first to know that his father was getting married!
He clenched his fist. He knew that Adolph trust Chasel above all others, but still. Whoever this woman was would be his stepmother. He had the right to know that his mother’s place was being filled by some r
