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Your Grace," Rolf said as he stared at her very pregnant body. Rolf then turned to Will, who openly glared at the man. "Your father is in his study and your mother..."

    "Is taking tea with her ladies. I haven't been gone for that long," Tamzin said as she picked up her gown with one hand and steadied her stomach with her other arm. Will watched helplessly as Tamzin left him alone with the archer, who looked at him with open disdain.

    Will took that time to study Rolf. Rolf was Will's age, easily, with tanned skin, brown eyes, and dark hair. He had a sharp nose, similar to Will's, but smaller lips and was slightly shorter than Will. Rolf, however, was more agile with an archer's lithe body.

    "Rolf, is it?" Will asked with slight irritation.

    "Lord Rolf Dawson," Rolf responded as he put his bow behind his back. "I'm Captain of the Second Archers."

    "Second Archers?" Will questioned as he crossed his arms over his chest.

    "I'm training to move up to First Archers, who are our first line of defense. It's very honorable," Rolf said with a grumble as he looked at Will's men who continued to pour through the gates. "It takes one thousand of your men to escort Princess Tamzin back home? And they say you're excellent in hand to hand combat."

    "We're not here for a visit," Will said grimly as he uncrossed his arms. "If you want to question my skills in combat, perhaps you should challenge me."

    "I wouldn't want to embarrass you in front of the Princess. I heard you did plenty of that at your wedding," Rolf remarked before he motioned for his men. "The Princess ordered me to help you, so I will."

    Will didn't respond as he turned away from Rolf to his men. They spent hours unloading the wagons and carts, as well stabling the horses. The sun was high in the sky when they finished and Will collapsed against the stable door, Angus in his stall. His hair was curlier and slick with sweat and Will smelt his masculine scent become more pronounced.

    "You're the Prince?" a voice said beside Will. He looked up to see the stable boy. The Stable Boy. Will immediately stood up and adjusted his tunic. This had been his number one competition from Tamzin's home territory. Realistically, he knew the ring on her finger, the child in her belly, and her sheer love for him bound her to him, but Will eyed the Stable Boy with mild interest.

    Tamzin did seem to have a type.

    His eyes were light like Will's, but not as blue and his hair was dark as well, something that seemed to be a trait in most Roth people. Will could see the boy's hands were calloused from stable work and his upper body had considerable strength as well.

    "I am," Will responded in his most regal voice as he pushed his shoulders back. "And you are?"

    "Hudson," he said enthusiastically as he held out his hand. "It's a honor, Your Highness. Tamzin speaks very highly of you in her letters."

    "My wife writes to you?" Will asked with skepticism as he ran through in his mind all the times Tamzin wrote back home.

    "Well, she hasn't written in quite a few moons, but yes, she has. Tamzin came home with you, didn't she?"

    "She did..." Will said as he looked around the stable. "Could you show me the entrance to enter the castle from here?"

    "I'm sorry, Your Grace, but we don't have a joint entrance. If you will follow me, I can escort you back to the entrance?" Hudson offered with an eager smile. Will felt slightly uncomfortable from Hudson's grin but said nothing as he followed the stable boy from the stables towards the entrance on the other side of the palace. It was almost unbearably warm for Will, but the people working didn't seem to mind. The people stopped to openly stare at Will and his pale skin. He looked like he had never seen sunlight in comparison to their bronzed skin.

    Will could see Garrett standing on the stairs of the palace with the other men, who looked openly unsure of what to do.

    "Oh, is that Garrett?" Hudson asked as Garrett pushed his shoulder length hair