Chapter 15

“We’re here? Okay. Thank you,” Clement said before replacing the phone back to its previous position and turning toward Kyle. “It’s dinner time.”

Kyle wished he could be as enthusiastic as Clement, but his anxiety was off the chart, especially when he alighted from the car. He felt a bit better when Clement grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers together. He noticed there was another car stopping right behind the one he and Clement were in. A few men and women in impeccable suits stepped out from that other car, but he didn’t pay them any mind. Those people must be some other guests arriving for a nice meal at Whisperwind, as well. Instead, he concentrated on not being too obvious with how wretched he felt inside as Clement led him into Whisperwind. His lips were dry when the greeter approached him and Clement. Then the greeter beamed at Clement.

“Your Royal High—”

Clement cleared his throat loudly. “Nancy.”