Upset wife

"My prince," Ali began, lowering his voice as he leaned in, "His Majesty's birthday is swiftly approaching. Have you considered what you will be presenting to him?"

Aaron let out an exasperated sigh, massaging his neck in frustration.

"You fool," he muttered under his breath, trying to temper the boy's over-eagerness.

"Regarding the princess," Ali continued, swiftly transitioning to his usual report after being tasked with discreetly monitoring Princess Amira.

"The sentry you assigned has relayed that she is also making preparations for His Majesty's celebration. It seems that she is having her gown tailored by the seamstress."

"My men are diligently fulfilling their duties," Ali remarked with a satisfied grin.

Zyran shot a fierce glare at Ali. "I never asked you to eavesdrop on their conversation," he said firmly.