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He was right. He was far too inexperienced to be the personal secretary to the Adelaar, and he had been reassigned to Princess Eliza. But he still checked in with the Adelaar because, well, the Adelaar wanted him to.
“Right.” The prince sighed, again rubbing the side of his temple. “And I dismissed Balduin and Ambrose for an hour to get some sleep. From now on, Iskandar, I do not care what the queen says. I do not want any maids in here. Wolfgang, inform Ambrose I want the maid who just left dismissed immediately. Understood?”
“Yes,” Wolfgang and I both replied.
“You may go,” he stated, rising from the chair and moving back behind the desk, burying himself behind paperwork.
Wolfgang stepped out first, and I closed the door behind me.
“I will call a butler for the tray. What happened?” Wolfgang asked.
“Based on her demeanor on exiting and his attitude, I can only assume she tried to rise above her station and was caught.”
His eyes widened, and he leaned in so close I could smell the rosewater in his hair. “You mean she tried to seduce him?”
“Take advantage,” I corrected because that was the only correct way to state it. “And should I see her ever again, I will—just handle her before I do.”
As if the man did not have enough to worry about. Now he could not even rest? I should have followed her inside, but it escaped me to think she would do something so foolish. What happened to the rigorous training of the palace’s help? Had they all forgotten their duties too? Were we all just in a free-for-all of madness now?
“You are upset,” Wolfgang whispered.
“I am fine. Go and inform Ambrose. Also, why were you here instead of with the princess?”
“The princess wanted me to ask if she could get permission to spend time at the Countess of Goscutan’s home for the spring festivals.” He frowned, looking at the door. “I did not even get a chance to ask.”
“It would be best to wait.”
“How long is everyone in this palace supposed to keep mourning?”
“Until the Adelaar or king says otherwise. We are their hands, their protection, and their aid, not their mouths or brain. We do as we are told and wait.” How long that wait would be, I was not sure.
I did not know if anything could help ease the pain and anger in the Adelaar now. The lack of sleep he was getting was already unhelpful. But it was not my job to tell him what to do.
I could only stand guard, follow directions, and wait.
And for the first time in my life, that was much harder to do than anything else because I remembered the old Prince Galahad, and though he was immature and spoiled, he seemed able to navigate the world with ease. But this prince...he was sinking.
And how was I to guard him against himself?
