KINGSLEY
As I followed father to his office, I could already tell that I’d leave in a worse mood than I arrived in.
“I don't have all damn day, boy,” my father snapped at me when he walked into his office like I wasn't literally two steps behind him.
I swallowed the hiss I wanted to let out as I walked in and shut the door. He made himself comfortable behind his desk but didn't permit me to sit as usual.
“Plans have been put in place for your impending engagement with Nuella and all that is left is for the elders to find an auspicious date,” he justified my earlier assumption by dropping the worst possible news.
“Like I said the last time you brought this up, I won’t be marrying Nuella, so I suggest that you undo those plans except you’d like to have an engagement without a groom,” I
