**Rosalie's POV
Soren was healing steadily, but the pack wasn't too happy about his stay.
“Your Majesty!" Cerina knocked at my open office door.
“Cerina," I looked up from the piles of documentation and studying materials and greeted her.
“Where's the prince?" The prince was my baby boy.
“He's with Seraphine. Do you need me for something?"
Cerina breathed in deeply through her nostrils, held it for a moment, and then let it go. “Yes, Your Majesty."
I stood up from my desk and gestured for her to take the seat at the sofa with me.
“Is this about Soren?"
She nodded. It was obvious she wasn't pleased with his presence, and I could hardly blame her.
I started, “I know that it's difficult for anyone to understand why I haven't simply locked him up or had him executed. But our relat
