Alex could barely stop himself from pacing. He knew his frustration was born of the necessity of planning this battle, the need to make sure everything went off exactly as planned. It didn’t help that he was trying to at least appear calm for William’s sake.
William had always been a calming influence, at least until he had undergone a forced transition. Now he battled with himself, as many did going through transition, but it was worse for William in some ways since his was forced. He had never been meant to be numbered amongst the Kin and the fear he would go mad because of it like their mother had been very real.
Added to that was pressure of being elevated to king well before anyone expected, their father having still been fit and healthy and expected to rule for years yet if Amelia
