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There was something intensely gratifying about coming home. It had been weeks since he’d spent any sort of quality time with his sister; what with the chaos that had arisen out the near assassination, and the increased security measures in the months that followed his healing process, he simply needed a few days to sit with someone who wouldn’t treat him quite as delicately. 

”Raise your hand if you’ve missed me,” he shouted into the seemingly empty house before setting his bags on the floor. Time to locate his sister. 

“I know you’re wondering why I’ve summoned you, Mr. Weston,” Lex began as she walked into the room. Her guest had already been seated by her staff, and she knew she was running late. Fortunately, a queen was never late. She strode toward her desk and took a seat, her eyes finally meeting his as she sat. “I believe you are aware of the catastrophe at the ball. As does the rest of the world. Therefore, the captain of my guard has been fired, something I hated doing. And additionally under arrest for both treason and attempted murder, and honestly a slew of other charges, which means I’m in need of a new captain.” She clasped her hands together. “I both like and admire you, Mr. Weston. I believe you have what it takes to keep myself and my husband safe.”

She smiled and nodded. “Of course I will not force you into something, so the option is yours. If you accept, your wife and family will come to live here within the palace. You will be expected to be available around the clock. The pay is fantastic, and you will have everything you need at your fingertips. All I ask is for this job to be done, and done well.”

Alexandra’s eyes narrowed as she watched Henry. She knew exactly what he was up to, and it work flawlessly. In less than five seconds, he’d made her so flaming angry she could have thrown her glass across the room. But no, he wouldn’t get that rise out of her this time. She set her glass down and let the death grip on her dress go as she walked toward her husband. The lady in question he was speaking to saw the queen immediately. “Henry, my love,” she called, smiling as he turned to face her.

He knew exactly what to do to make her angry, and she was rather tired of it. The young lady darted out of the way, and Lex let her eyes follow her before returning to her husband. She stepped close and took a hold of his suit jacket, pulling him close. With a smile on her face and a hushed tone, she looked up at him. “Why must you insist on infuriating me every chance you have when we’re in public together? You’re acting like a child, Henry. I’m very much tired of it.”