A Royal Gift

"Mates," he repeats to himself. "I see… Well, that is rare. Then it seems a marriage is sure to happen."

He looked resigned.

"Today, I planned to promise my support and protection to my niece only. But if you're going to marry, and since you look determined to maintain your marriage, then my promise will extend to you too, Your Highness."

"Your Grace's protection and support is an honor for us," he says, smiling politely. "But to what extent can you support us?"

Their eyes meet. He knew what that meant. What a smart young man.

"That decree by His Majesty is ridiculous. The crown is your birthright and responsibility. I will support you in earning back your crown."

That's what he wanted to hear. Sirius chuckles lightly but does not reply.

Alice bows her head. "Your Grace, we—"

"Please, call me Uncle."

Her eyes widen. It's her first time… having a relative so fond of her.