Aldren
"Ah...Meredith! Come, join us for dinner."
"I would be honoured to join you, my Majesty. But, maybe next time."
"Then, why are you here?" asks Lucas, his voice filled with disdain. Silence envelops us. There is some tension between him and Meredith; I never intruded; it seemed personal. But, what could that be? He never used such a tone on me either. What would have happened if he had used it was a different thing. I don't know what has caused him to despise Meredith so much.
"Because she is a family," I say, smirking at Lucas, who glares at me in return. 'Now, you are the receiving end, Mr Elder.'
"Meredith, you have to meet my special person, Stacy Powell, my mate and the future Queen. And Stacy, Meredith, one of our oldest folks but still young as any." I introduce them to
