There was nothing like the appearance of Maxith to get Romaldo's guard all back up again and reigniting the conspiracies he had almost filed away.
He gave the room he'd been making sure was comfortable enough one more look before deciding to walk out. He hoped Irabel would love what the maids had done with it. What he’d instructed them to do with it. He also hoped she’d agree to take up residence in this part of the castle. It was important that she did. The mere thought of it left him unusually nervous.
"Are we going to talk about Maxith?"
“No.” Romaldo’s answer to his beta’s question was automatic. It was important that they did, but he was still torn up about yesterday’s events. Despite Maxith's appearance, his ludicrous demand that he be introduced to Irabel that Romaldo had denie
