It was the first time Jon was having a meal he couldn’t say was less than his mother’s. At most he could say it was a tie but he didn’t need to voice his thoughts to Elle, Julian or their host Queen Catherine. They were done eating and the older maid who had brought the wine earlier had cleared the table. The sound of thunder rumbled through the room and in no time the rain could be heard falling outside. Queen Catherine was on her feet with the goblet of wine in her hand and led the way to the study just up the stairs. Elle followed behind her quickly with Jon and the Commander coming up behind them.
Catherine stopped at the door and held it open for Elle. “If you want them to follow you inside I want you to understand that it means they will hear everything I have to tell you and it mea
