“Okay that’s enough. Iris, Hadley is your son’s chosen mate and whether you like her or not that crossed a line.” I hear my mother scoff and mumble ‘over my dead body’. “And Hadley, I was tasked with planning the gathering last minute, Iris found out and offered to help. If Warrick wanted you to help then he should have told you.” Evan says, almost sounding too nice, like she is forcing it.
“KING Warrick. You have no right to call him by his first name.” Hadley says and before anything could go much further I walk into the kitchen and snake my arm around Hadley. She nuzzles closer to me and I feel Viggo rustle in anger.
I looked around to see that the little scene had an audience. About 10 cooks and servants were paused watching the scene in front of them. When they meet my gaze they co
