“Your Highness, Mr. Tristan here is a commoner. Are you sure it’s a good idea to marry him? The citizens of Gefrington may not like the idea of a commoner becoming the husband of the next monarch.”
“Lord Langston, thank you for your concern, but I assure you there are things about Tristan you’re not privy to. Besides, our relationship is a private matter.”
Crawforde looked suitably chastised. “Of course, Your Highness.”
Leonardo stood and offered his hand to Tristan to pull his lover up onto his feet. Isaac got up, as well.Leonardo waited until Colin and Crawforde did the same before addressing them both. “Lord Thomkins, Lord Langston, thank you for stopping by. Please see yourselves out.”