“What is the problem between you two? Why all the shouting and commotion? What is going on?” the queen asked, her gaze moving between the two men in front of her.

When neither of them answered, she spoke again, sharper this time. “Will someone better start talking?”

“Bruce,” she called, her voice softening slightly.

“It’s Father,” Bruce said tightly. “He doesn’t even know why I’m here, and he’s already ordering my friends arrested. First, it was him unnecessarily ...