Joseph III's face was purple with suppressed rage. Lady Josephine looked like she might collapse.
But neither of them argued further. They turned, walking back with rigid dignity that couldn't hide the fact they'd been utterly, completely defeated.
Aurelius watched them go, his expression never changing from that calm, honey-smooth neutrality. When the throne room doors closed behind the Merediths, King Eric chuckled.
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