Rowan’s POV
“I don’t see the problem. We’re going to have to tell them eventually, aren’t we?”
My bride-to-be pouts prettily at me. “I guess, but doesn’t it seem weird to you, calling together a meeting about it?”
“Not particularly. We have tons of other things to discuss, anyway. We’ll just… add it to the roster.”
I cringe along with her at my poor choice of words. Thankfully, she follows her cringe with a laugh as she throws a hoodie on.
I consider pointing out to her that a hoodie and sweats probably aren’t the best choice of clothing to wear to her first official council meeting in Castle Meridian, but decide against it. She’s been feeling worse and worse as the days pass, and if the sweats give her even a bit of relief, then I want her to wear them.
The Queen’s Council, as she a
