Eliza got out of her Rolls-Royce and with a frazzled face, she ambled into the castle. It was already noon and she was damned tired. Hoping the lunch had been arranged, she got freshen up in her room before she went to the dining room to grab the lunch.
“Hi. Mom.”
She almost jumped at the abrupt voice that came from the man inside the dining room. Her eyes must be defrauding. Or the person sitting on the king's chair was a delusion. The seat prevailed to be vacant as always. “There is no way in hell that it's my son... Alex!” Words rambled out of her mouth, eyes enlarged in awe.
“It"s really my brother.” Louis held his laughter back. It was funny how surprising it seemed to have the king in the dining room for lunch.
“It's me.... mom. Your son Alex.” The King blinked, looking at his mo
