way his mother was behaving, he would have thought somebody had died, not that a wedding had been announced.
“I don’t understand,” Zorian admitted after a few seconds. “Why is this such a bad thing? If I remember correctly, you even made some pointed noises to him that he wasn’t that young anymore and that he should think about settling down. Is there something wrong with the fiancée?”
“The girl is fine.” Mother sighed. “She’s from a powerful family of mages that are movers and shakers in their state. She’s basically local nobility.”
“So he’s marrying into nobility, then?” Zorian asked. “Funny, I would have expected you to be ecstatic about that.”
Mother gave him a rather unamused look.
“No? You don’t like the fact that he’s marrying into nobility?” Zorian asked, baffled.
“It isn’t a
