Alexander
“Today, we’ll have a couple of visitors, Alex,” Father said. “For lunch.”
My father greeted me with those words as I settled on one chair in the parlor, becoming a regular place for us to meet lately. Again. We were almost always here or by the seashore when Mother was still around.
“Mm?” I wondered why he was talking to me and not to Evan. My brother would be king one day. Wouldn’t that be his business? Where was he, anyway?
I had just returned to the palace after a busy morning shooting. I did not venture into the woods behind the palace as we often did. Instead, I stayed within the grounds. These days, the only time I went beyond the gates was to go to the seashore – or to go further beyond, to the city or the village.
The palace had enough places to get lost in with
