"Because he's insane," I preach, "absolutely bloody insane." I begin to pace the full length of the living room as Alex's eyes follow me. His father stares at the light lino floor whilst stroking the sandy stubble growing on his chin.
"But how do we know what his exact intentions are?" Alex tries to sooth which makes me stop on the spot. "How likely is it that you're caught up in the middle of all of this?"
Just as I'm about to respond, Andrew lifts his head and speaks, "very likely. The king is very cunning and if it's Juliet he wants, you can bet your life that he will go to the end of the world to get her."
My face retorts into a look of disgust. The king had been hoarding secrets from almost everybody in the castle and now we have some light on the situation. Although it doesn't sou
