William let out a sigh as he closed our mental link, only to have Wendy abruptly rise from her chair.
Wendy abruptly rose from her chair, smoothing the fabric of her dress as she attempted to regain some of the dignity William’s dominance had stripped away.
Her eyes moved toward her son first.
“Yes My King, I agree with your conclusion and believe we’ve discussed enough for tonight. With your permission, I shall take my leave.”
William didn’t immediately answer.
His expression remained serious, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond her shoulder. Although his lips weren’t moving, I could tell he was communicating with several people through his mind-links.
Wendy waited.
And waited.
I almost felt sorry for her.
Almost.
Finally, William gave a slight nod without looking directly at her.
