11
Henry
I went to my father with anger in my heart. I didn’t know what he’d said to Evie, but I didn’t like it. He’d taken the woman who’d stared me down more than once, that had finally learned to stare down other men, and broken her! She’d stood up to Travis, and she hadn’t broken into tears until she was in my office, but my father had broken her so badly she wouldn’t even look at me.
“What did you do?” I demanded an answer as I came up the stairs.
“I gave her options, Henry. The same options I’m giving you now. Keep your life the way it is, and I can give it all to Michael. Or give her up and be the king when I’m gone.”
“That’s supposed to be a hard decision?” I scoffed at him and turned away. “Bye, Edwin.”
I didn’t call him father, he didn’t deserve it.
“Henry! This is a kingd
