*Rafe*
King Axel is quite chatty tonight. He pauses in his description of the house he plans to move to in a few months to take another sip from his goblet. I nod and do the same. Every night this week, he’s gone into elaborate detail about his plans once he retires. While I don’t mind hearing them, there are only so many times I can tell him I’m ecstatic that he’s going to have more time to work in his gardens.
His two daughters sit on either side of us with me across from him. We’re having an intimate dinner tonight, as we do several times a week. No advisors. No other nobles. Just the four of us. “The Royal Four,” as King Axel likes to call us. He is obviously the leader with the two princesses and I as the other ranking nobles. Sometimes I wonder why he chose me all those years ago t
