Chapter 2
To Weyland’s surprise, Kitiara invited the prince and princess to their chambers after their meeting with the queen, along with Lady Eleanora and his brother. He would have much rather have discussed the matter with her in private.
“I can’t believe it,” he groaned, flopping down into a chair. “She was jesting. Please tell me she was jesting.”
“My mother’s sense of humor does not travel along such paths,” Kitiara answered, summoning a servant and asking that food be brought to them. “In truth, it was one of the few things that reconciled the nobles to Roland as Prince-Consort. At least,” she grimaced, “the ones who survived the rebellion and war. My mother loves him beyond breath, as anyone with eyes can see. But my father, his brother, tried to have her killed and to seize the
