"Where is Lady Hastings? I was quite disappointed when she didn't join my wife and me at our seats. Is she unwell?" Edward inquired, trying to get a peek behind Dante.
"Her feet are sore. As soon as the winner is announced, I will be taking her home," said Dante.
"Had I known she was in pain, I would have sent the palace doctor to look at her. I was surprised by how diligent she was in watching you all day. It seems you have found a good wife, and you have me to thank for it. Soon there will be little ones running around," Edward said, patting Dante on the back.
"I am not ready for children, so I won't force her. Besides, matters of children are between my wife and me. To bring it up before a crowd would only place pressure on her. I would like to avoid it," Dante said.
"How rude of me. Lord Valthorn!" Edward called, shifting attention to Joel. "Take some palace guards and go find your son. I am quite disappointed he has not returned yet."
"Right away," Joel answered.
