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There's a small pause preceded by Sophia humming, "Perhaps you're right, Kellan. It is his king in training face."

 

 

 

My chortle is drowned out by another grunt of annoyance from Kristopher. "Do not agree with him right now, Sophia."

 

 

 

"Why?" She glances up. "Because you said so? Because as a lady of the court I should hold my tongue?"

 

 

 

Her mocking causes me to smile wide.

 

 

 

I'll admit. It's a guilty pleasure to watch her push back at my brother. It's the reason he married her. She refused to bend to his every whim and carry his opinions as her own. Just makes me laugh in moments like this he seems to forget that.

 

 

 

"Need I remind you we're not in the 1800s anymore and that you can't behead me for having a different opinion than yours?"

 

 

 

Playfully, I add, "If you beheaded her who would suck your cock?"

 

 

 

Her sarcastic look falls to me yet she retorts, "Because that was a problem for the beloved Prince Kristopher before me? If I recall correctly his reputation for being an insufferable ass hound was worse than yours."

 

 

 

"I'm in the room." Kristopher joins the conversation on a pout. "And I may have enjoyed my fair share of the opposite sex-"

 

 

 

        

          

        

         

 

 

 

"In the courtyard," Soph begins to list, "in the pool, on top of your father's-"

 

 

 

"But," he clears his throat, "I knew I had to grow up, eventually. Change. Become a more respectable adult and proper pillar for this country."

 

 

 

"By marrying the woman with the Jessica Rabbit tattoo on her lower back?"

 

 

 

Sophia and I laugh while my brother's hands go flying in the air.

 

 

 

Hey, it's a pretty sexy tattoo. She's lying on her side in that red dress in a very provocative pose. That little beauty is the reason why she's not allowed to wear bikinis in bodies of water outside their separate home on the property. I know Soph looks like a polite, refined, and down-right proper lady, with her elegant asymmetrical dark brown hair cut and natural make up, but if that were the case my brother would've never married her. He gives me hell for being the wild one yet fails to remember once upon a time he could almost give me a run for my money. Almost.

 

 

 

"All I'm saying, Kellan, is maybe it's time to dial back the behavior? Remember that you represent a royal bloodline, hell an entire country at times. Maybe...be less selfish in the choices you make."

 

 

 

As usual his speech begins to bore me and I toss my head backwards to stare at the ceiling. "Fine. I will remember to close the goddamn curtains if it prevents you from giving me another lecture on the repercussions of such an innocent behavior."

 

 

 

"Innocent?!" His shriek makes me laugh again.

 

 

 

Oh it's alright that you did it too. He sounds as if he's sucked back too much helium when it gets that high.

 

 

 

"Kellan, when do you leave for the states?" Sophia's change of topic pulls my attention back down.

 

 

 

"Why? Tired of me making your husband's blood pressure rise?"

 

 

 

She gives me a slight shrug. "If it's not you doing it, it's me."

 

 

 

"You? I'm assuming this is bedroom related?"

 

 

 

Her jaw drops when he cuts her off immediately. "Do not answer that."

 

 

 

He plays a prude, but one of these days remind me to tell you about the phone calls our parents received during our time at boarding school for the inappropriate study system we developed. It involved upper class females and maple syrup.

 

 

 

"When do you leave?" my brother sighs, running his fingers through his freshly cut hair.

 

 

 

"In the morning," I announce at the same time I pull my vibrating cell phone out of my navy-blue pants pocket.  

 

 

 

"And you're going just for a week this time?" Soph questions.

 

 

 

"Roughly. The charity run is on Saturday. I'll return here Sunday morning."

 

 

 

Kristopher finally takes a seat beside his wife. "And what are you running for this time? The fight against childhood diabetes? The fight against childhood illiteracy? The fight against childhood petlessness."