Emanuel was sat in his study drinking a third bottle of whiskey with Princess on his lap playing with his collar. The king's eyes were tired, his body tense and his lips in a frown.
The boy had left the castle in the morning and it is now 10 pm and he still hadn't returned. His original plan was to keep track of them through the car's GPS but of course, Lincoln, being familiar with Emanuel's antics, was prepared with his own bodyguards and car. This drove Emanuel livid.
He had no way to know what they were up to or where they were going. Or whether Marcel was safe. Emanuel didn't understand why he was getting so caught up in this. But since Marcel stepped out of the front door his mind hadn't left the boy. What if he liked the date? What if it was a success.
The king had tried to calm d
