A romance between a prince and a duke becomes the center of a scandal when rumors spread that someone stole the duke away from a prince. The truth behind the accusation is more complicated than the gossip suggests, and the lovers must navigate court intrigue and jealous whispers to protect what they have.
I have to work in the next courtyard. Can you stay here and draw until I come back? Don't worry. There's a fire, free charcoal, and a window facing the horses. I'm not going anywhere. One for luck. Noah, your boy is adorable. Can he have a hazelnut biscuit?
Thank you, but Lane is severely allergic to nuts. Noah, something's wrong. What did you touch? Did you eat any nuts? No, I only drank the apple cider Peter gave me.
Lane, don't you know better than to make a scene during working hours? The rest of us are trying to work. This is a records room, not a nursery. Sorry, we're leaving.
An ill-mannered child with no alpha father. No wonder he causes trouble wherever he goes. My son is not a bastard. I read your hiring papers.
You have no spouse and no registered bond. that child has no other father. Watch your words. Then name him. Who is the alpha Have you found any trace of the young heir? He and his parent may be living in unregistered worker lodgings. The records are incomplete. But don't worry, Your Grace. At the current
we should find him within two years. Did Noah bring his child to the estate today? Yes, Your Grace. Let's go and see him. You cannot name him because there is no one. you used the carriage case to demand money, and now you have brought the child into a a ducal estate. Have you no shame? I won't argue with you in front of my son. Lane, we're leaving.
Stop. Who allowed you to bring a child into the stable records room? The duke did. Impossible.