Lucian’s POV

“Are you absolutely sure, Sire?” Frank’s voice resonated in the air as I meticulously adjusted my tie. Glancing at him through the reflection in the mirror, I observed his unwavering stance behind me, a stoic countenance etched onto his face.

“What do you mean by that?” I queried, meeting his gaze through the mirror’s glass. He maintained his posture, resolute and expressionless.

“You’ve never been an advocate of marriage,” he pointed out. I ...