"In the way that matters," Lucas said, leaning back in the armchair. "I'm where I want to be. The rest is just waiting for the clock to catch up."
He paused, idly tapping a fry against the edge of the box before adding, "But that can't be said about your older brother. Dax isn't the type to give up on something he's decided is his. And a mate who can give him heirs… that's the last piece he's been missing."
Mia tilted her head, a small, knowing smile creeping in. "You know… the rumors make it sound even more dramatic. The whole 'Grand Duchess has both Duke Trevor and King Dax at his fingers' thing? Half the court seems convinced you're secretly running two kingdoms from your sofa."
Lucas groaned, tipping his head back against the chair. "I've heard them. Repeatedly. Usually from people who think they're being subtle."
