Ronan’s POV
Timon had an amused smirk on his face that i wish to wipe off with my punch. He really thinks i am a joke.
“Can you stop making that face?” I growled.
He chortled. “What will you have me do your majesty? Didn’t i tell you this will happen eventually? You are just so stubborn to listen sometimes.”
I snickered glaring at the table. Since i returned from visiting Fiona i couldn’t stop thinking about what she told me. She does have a point. How long will she need to remain indoors with our growing child? After thinking hard and long on it, I thought to seek advice from my dumb friend and all he has been doing is showing off his teeth.
“Do you intend to give me an advice or not?” I queried.
“Don’t be like this, King Ronan. What you need to do is easy. Let lady Fiona do w
