Armani
I stare at my brothers in disbelief. How did two grown men become such complete fools?
"Will you both please stop?" I snap, my patience wearing thin.
They're stumbling slightly as we walk through the palace corridors, the smell of brandy hanging around them like a cloud. Their childish bickering has been going on for what feels like hours.
"I still can't believe you didn't know who the eighth king of Montovia was," Benedict taunts, jabbing his finger into Xavier's chest. "Even a schoolboy would know that!"
Xavier swats his hand away, scowling. "Oh, as if you could name the tenth king. Go on, try it!"
"That's different," Benedict protests, his words slightly slurred.
"You should have at least known the sixth king," Xavier counters with a smirk. "He shared your name, you comple
