When the three of them entered the parlor, the king rose from his seat. “Grayson, my boy! It’s great to have you home!” He pulled his son in for a hug.

“It’s good to be home,” Grayson replied, releasing him.

Then the king took Ari’s hand, patting it as he looked into her eyes. “My dear, you look absolutely radiant tonight.” Then he kissed her hand. “Welcome home.”

Ari gave a slight curtsy. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

“Come. Sit down.” The ...