Elizabeth sighed, having had this argument with Daniel before. Her eyes tracked across to Alex where he sat on the sidelines, intently watching the fight. Alex had fought earlier and was obviously in his element right now. He was never this relaxed in court. Not that anyone who didn’t know him would pick up that he was the youngest son of the King right now.
He was wearing a set of his nondescript fighting leathers, similar to those worn by Kyle. Alex leaned against the wall with one of his booted feet on the bench next to him, one arm resting on his knee. Alex pushed his hair out of his eyes, turning to the man next to him and obviously made an observation about the fight as both men laughed. Although she was too far away to see them, Elizabeth knew that Alex’s eyes were a startling dee
