NICKOLAS

I stride out of the room where Amelia is, making my way to my office within the castle. As I approach the door, my legal advisor and best friend, Eric, intercepts me.

"What is it, Eric?" I inquire, entering my office with him following closely behind.

"Your mat..." Eric starts, but I cut him off abruptly, my jaw clenching as I ball my fists.

"Don’t ever fucking call her that," I retort through gritted teeth, my tone lethal.

"Got it," he responds, lifting his hand in ...