Callum
I swear the dining room in our house is bigger than the school gym.
Gold trim, chandeliers, a table long enough that you could lose someone halfway through a meal. It’s all a bit much. But of course, that’s my parents.
I sat there with them, three perfect little statues eating in perfect silence while the staff ghosted around the edges, and all I could think was how I’d rather be literally anywhere else.
And then my father said the thing I’d been dreading: “The engagement is the best thing that could have happened for this family.”
Mother didn’t even look up from her plate. “The royal alliance was always the goal. Everything else is a distraction. Bianca is a good match.How is she doing?”
I set my fork down before I snapped it in half. “Well, mother. She is showing off her rin
