Lucille
Silence hung heavily in the air. With each passing second, my mouth grew dryer and my skin prickled. Maintaining my façade, I kept my attention on King Theo as everyone awaited his response. That wasn't to say I was unaffected by the presence of my husband. I felt his stare, not with the dread as before, yet his presence was palpable. There was no way I could meet his gaze and keep my nerve.
With a nod and exhale, King Theo gestured for the guard to allow me entry.
“I will leave the two of you, Papa," Roman volunteered.
The door closed behind me.
I took a step forward and again offered King Theo a curtsy. “Thank you, Your Grace."
The king motioned toward the chairs facing his desk. “Sit, both of you."
“Your Highness," I said, my gaze barely meeting Roman's.
While I'd
