Bab 805: Your Blessings

For the first time in his life, King Oberon wished he had daughters rather than sons. Perhaps then, he wouldn't be dealing with this bewildering situation. 

"What did you say again?" King Oberon asked, his voice tinged with disbelief as he stared at his son.

Prince Andre of the Autumn Court and Islinda knelt before the king, who sat on his throne with the most befuddled expression one could ever see on a leader.

Prince Andre responded firmly, "Islinda and I have decided to get married."

King Oberon opened his mouth to say something, but words failed him. He tried again, lifting his hand this time, yet he was completely speechless. What in the Fae was he supposed to say? He had gone from dealing with the whims of the council and the kingdom to this? At this rate, Oberon was sure that his children intended to kill him before his time.