Blair POV
To say that Julia and I weren't going to get along was a bit of an understatement. Once King Braedon had left the table and disappeared to go to his study, I finished eating my breakfast, taking infinite care to chew slowly and annoy the infuriating woman as much as possible, her face getting redder and redder, until she looked like she was about to explode at any given moment. No doubt she was not used to being treated this way but she needed to learn that I was not going to let her run all over me. Once I had finished my coffee and had satiated my intense need for caffeine, I gestured for her to join me, but she insisted on taking me to a private sitting room and seating me opposite her in an armchair, placing her clipboard on the small table between us. I could tell that this
