_Author’s POV_
The room was quieter after Rowena left.
Larry had always preferred quiet. Thirty-one years of royal service had given him an appreciation for the absence of noise that most people who hadn’t done the job didn’t fully understand. Quiet meant nothing was going wrong. Quiet was, in Larry’s professional experience, deeply underrated.
He sat in his chair near the door and reviewed the morning in his head.
Ezekiel was looking at the ceiling now that Pierre had left. He looked bored and absolutely hated Larry at this moment for being the most boring person in his life..
“She’s remarkable,” Larry suddenly commented, as if reading Ezekiel’s mind.
Ezekiel turned to give him a side eye before nodding. “She is.”
“The Ashthorne name carries a great deal of history,
