Xavier sat on the front deck of the ship, clenching and unclenching his fist in silence when Edward came out and found him seated there. There has been a resounding silence in the last two days since their father’s death and the mourning had continued since then, despite them being a long way from home. It was a tradition to mourn those born into the royal bloodline for at least a week. For an alpha king and an alpha of alphas; it was three weeks. So being away from the kingdom was not an excuse.
Today, however, was different. Xavier had sat on the deck since the ninth hour and now it was the thirteenth hour and he was still there, unmoved. Edward had come out of his cabin to have a view of the sea and the journey ahead and also to clear his head. He had tried reaching Kailani again today
