KING AMOND
I had a month before my grandson was to take my position. My last rut was what would signify the end of my reign, which coincided with my hundredth birthday. I had four weeks to tie all my loose ends, three, removing the one I would be in rut and my plate was getting fuller.
Being informed that the killer who had been in my home had been a love interest to my son was a shock. Now not only did I have Princess Ryanora as a problem, but also Anna.
The young female human was currently smirking at me. Now, if she told my grandson, Delvin would believe her, especially with our less-than-cordial relationship.
I could say, I had no idea of his relationship with the girl and saw no harm in the public broadcast. The problem lay in him learning of my dealings with Anna’s father.
Matt
