Liam POV
“No, Theo, Uncle Liam isn’t a King, per se.” She glances at me to briefly make eye contact before going back to Theo. “But he’s pretty close.”
“Theo, follow George to your room.” George leads Theo down the hall to his bedroom on the right.
“This way, Master Theo.” Theo waves a small goodbye to us before scurrying down the long hall in a hurry, excited about his room for the night.
“Thanks.” Freya says softly as she tries to grab the bags again, but the bellhop insists on bringing it in for her.
“For what?” I watch as she again tries to help, but my men and the bellhop would rather cut off their own limbs than let her lift a finger. Good.
“Everything.. I guess…” She seems so far away, yet she’s only a couple feet from me now.
“And the Lady Freya?” The bellhop looks
