Incognito

Queen Annabelle’s POV

Staying in Nasales was driving me to insanity. I didn’t have anything to do here, other than pretend my sons were fine, that they hadn’t been repeatedly attacked, that one of them was apparently magically pregnant and getting closer to giving me a grandchild. And my actual job as Queen.

The only person who understood what my mind was constantly on was my husband. Both of us were waiting very anxiously for the return of Captain Garrison Fawkes, although my nerves about it were far more apparent than Edward’s. I tried not to talk about it with him too often since he knew as much as I did and there wasn’t really any point in flogging that dead horse.

It was only after his suggestion of sharing what we already knew with Lord Henry Winters—who definitely had a right to know as Cassidy’s father—that the circle of people in the know expanded to three.

“Henry, thank you for joining us on such short notice,” I smiled at our friend.