Amon POV
"My liege, are you listening to us?!" The counsel members shouted at me. To be perfectly honest, I wasn't. But I couldn't very well tell them that.
"Yes I am." I lied. I had to. It's not like I could tell them that my mind was too preoccupied with the half demon heir that is currently in my room, to even pay attention to them.
"Then when are you going to finally pick a bride to give you an heir?"
Come again? Well that finally got my attention and my mind momentarily off Raven. That's what this conversation was really about. It didn't start that way. After we returned from the dungeons, the counsel member summoned me into the throne room. They started talking about the villagers and wanting to have a meeting with the novel Demons of Raum, concerning some matter. I wasn't paying much attention. How did the conversation shift from that to me finding a bride?