This is crazy. I must be crazy. But Xavion must be crazier than the craziest.
I stared at him, all ready to laugh at what he just said. He must think that I am gullible to believe his joke. But I know better than to believe fake news when I hear one.
“Should I laugh now?” I asked, stifling a chuckle.
But he clenched his jaw and stared at me with serious eyes. “Do I even look like I am kidding right now?” he asked in a stern voice.
I pursed my lips and stared longer. My heart is racing inside my chest. “So, you’re not joking?” I asked him when I finally realized this whole situation.
He gave me a look before shaking his head.
My jaw dropped. “So, you mean it? Your father is a king?”
“He’s not a king. He’s the Duke of Birmingham.”
I blinked several times until I was sure that
