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The Wrenmores had been over the moon since their arrival. They made sure to spill to anyone who would listen—they were the family of the reigning consort. However, things had not turned out as they had anticipated. 

Celeste, who had dreamt of living in the royal palace, was given a room in the private maid chambers, and her father and brother had to stick to the quarters of Blake and the other royal guards. It was humiliating, and it only made them look foolish whenever they tried to tell anyone they were family to the consort.

Elias hated having them so close.

Morning broke with a knock on the door. Elias hissed and turned, but the knock persisted, eventually waking sleeping Lior. Elias frowned but went ahead to carry the baby, then turned to the door.

"Come in," he murmured, and the oak door creaked open, revealing a charming smile.

"Good morning, big brother," Celeste chimed, and Elias felt his heart drop. Instantly, he turned to the door.