…

The Fourth Son

…

The royal archivist.

And the youngest sister to the king, in fact, she was only two years younger than him and also sent away at the request of her mother because she had been given the same treatment as the new king.

In fact, he, too, had been horrid to her, and it was not a reunion he was looking forward to.

Rather, oddly, the king had a separate morning room for breakfast and an atrium for lunch, a place where all the Royals could meet and talk over lunch, or just brood.

He’s spent many breakfasts with his brothers and sisters, but not so much at lunch, especially when they were at school.

Now Ruth and her sister could come down, and he could see them between royal duties and meet the other siblings, one of whom was Christine.

It’s awkward, but not as much as it could have been.  He was no longer the awkward, pugnacious little boy he once was, but their king.

It was also useful to discover that she was in the process of gathering up all the papers in the old King’s office and taking them down to her archive to be classified and archived, the relevant daily work papers to be refined by the secretaries to be processed.

He also had his PA team of three working closely with her to find out what projects and situations were in play and needed his attention.

Another problem sorted.  Perhaps.