He takes my hand in his and leads me to the dining room… our dining room. Anna walks in behind us and bows as we sit, and places two salads before us and water.
“Thank you,” I tell her and she smiles, a little unsure, but she seems much more relaxed than this morning. She turns and leaves us and we eat, just enjoying being with each other.
“I’m sorry, but I have to go down to the Royal Office for a bit,” he says, clearly waiting for my reaction.
“Is that not the one down the hall?” I ask, confused as to why he’s so unsure of this.
He shakes his head at me. “No, that’s my personal office. This is the actual office, the real one. Dad has his own office on their floor, but this is the one that visitors may enter and where meetings take place. I have to have a video conference with
