“I’m being demoted from Prince to ‘guy who holds the flashlight,’ aren’t I?” he grumbled as Benjamin led him toward the basement to check the fuse box.
“Consider it a learning opportunity, Your Highness,” Benjamin replied with a gravelly chuckle.
Once they were gone, Zane and I got to work on the windows. He was quiet but not awkwardly so, and he worked efficiently beside me.
“How long have you been doing repairs like this?” I asked as we removed another boarded-up window.
“Since I was old enough to hold a hammer,” Zane replied. “Dad taught me everything I know. Said it was important to be self-sufficient, especially after…”
He trailed off, but I could fill in the blanks. After Silvermist fell to ruin. After my mother died. After my evil f*****g father had his way with
