บท 60: Blinded by love

My eyes widen in surprise while mother and father greet Ignis.

Mother curtseys deeply, while father bows down in a way I've never seen him do. Never before.

«There's no need to be so formal,» Ignis comments.

A drop of sweat slips down his temple.

«We're family now, right?»

«How could we risk being impolite, your Majesty?» Father's voice is weird. He'd like to talk colder, but he can't.

Majesty?

Oh, this makes no sense.

I blink a couple of times, reordering my thoughts.

What am I supposed to do now? Should I also curtsey?

That's what one does in front of a King. But this is Ignis.

He can't be the King because we married intending to get far from that tyrant.

«Veronica?» he murmurs, analysing my face.