Stolen Spotlight
Eyes shifted—all of them—at once to the sweeping entrance, waiting for the arrival of one man.
Duke Leon.
The people had anticipated being impressed—he was a legend, after all. But what caught their breath up was not the sweeping grandeur of his entrance… it was who was with him.
Not a wife.
Wives.
Plural.
One word sliced through the air like a shard of glass.
"Wives?"
It spread from noble to noble, borne in shocked whispers, stifled gasps, and open-mouthed incredulity.
"Wives?"
"Did the announcer announce wives?"
"But… he's not married…"
"He was. Wasn't he?"
"They say he spurned every noble offer—even offers from other kingdoms!"
kingdom noble daughter proposal also!
"Did he wed in secret?!"
A wave of gasps surged. Whispers became murmurs, then stifled panic.
