Duchess Amelia's head hurt.
In this day and age, she did not think she would ever be called in for something that so closely resembled a parent-teacher conference.
Only that this time it was not even her son in question. It was her husband. Their people. And even, apparently, her son-in-law.
For one wild moment, she actually assumed Leander and Xavier had finally gone at each other. But no. She was informed it was because House Kyros had put the people of House Holt completely out of commission.
"???"
And now here she stood by the doorway of the shared medical bay room, staring at a collection of busybodies who all looked like they were suffering from either temporary high blood pressure or exhaustion.
She had been furious earlier, especially when they all tried running away. Because if anything in the world reeked of guilt, it was exactly that.
But then she was given a breakdown. Methodically. Calmly. From the only person in the room who clearly did not need a time-out.
