Chapter 4: The Royal FamilyMarcelo, present day
Despite Erich’s assurances that Marcelo had comported himself with a level of courage during his journey to Zioneven and had been steadily improving himself since, Prince Efren would remember none of that.
His solitary memory of Marcelo would be of him cowering in abject fear. And from what? A man who’d been going out of his way to put him at ease.
Of course, that was only after shocking him with the clear implication that Marcelo was in his bed for the purpose of taking intimate pleasures with one another. Efren had jumped straight to that conclusion upon waking and finding Marcelo beside him, as if that weren’t a completely unheard of circumstance.
Erich nodded. “Sir.”
Efren returned the polite nod, then Erich pivoted to face Marcelo.
