Chapter Twenty-Two.
Meradith smiled as Aiden glared at the king before letting out a long sigh. Realising that no matter what his thoughts, Fitz was the king and could simply command Aiden and her to accept the status quo.
“You are the king; I cannot refuse my consent,” Aiden said, shaking his head in dismay. All he wanted was to protect his youngest daughter. Given everything that had happened to her, she was vulnerable.
“Please, take a seat, both of you,” Fitz motioned at the pair of receiving chairs before his desk.
Meradith placed her hand on Aiden’s arm, feeling his frustration at the king’s request and wanting to help give him some peace to calm his fractured emotions.
“I am not asking you as the king. I am asking you as a man who is attracted to your daughter. Who wishes t
