It wouldn’t surprise me if his only motive this time was spite. “Trust me, this isn’t the first time he’s tried to put me in my place, and he has a million reasons in his head why he thinks he should. “It’s my fault he’s not taking you,” I lamented. Elise finally left, and we met in the middle of the room, not bothered by the maids and butlers cleaning up around us. We both tugged our ears at the same time, then smiled. When it was just Maxon, Elise, and me remaining at our tables, I looked up at him. The other girls finished their breakfasts and excused themselves to the Women’s Room. The queen smiled, as of course she must, and the rest of us ignored it. “Wasn’t really looking forward to that flight, if I’m being honest,” he said, joking away the tension. Maxon stood for a moment, shocked and embarrassed by his father’s choice to call him out in front of everyone. “When you’re ready to behave the way a king should, you’ll get to experience what a king does.” Without saying anything more, he left us. Instead he turned to Maxon, his eyes cold and his voice sharp.
It had struck me as odd that the king didn’t bark out a command for his son to follow when he exited, seeing as that was his usual method of instructing. We need to be firm on this one.” He stood, throwing his napkin on his plate, and made his way to the door. I thought we’d settled all this months ago. “Another problem with the trade agreement?” she asked quietly.
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