Chapter 80. Their Mother

Darius seems to be trying to escape working. Placing down the pen, I look at him. I don't blame him. The amount of crap thrown at him this week is crazy.

"What happened to your mum? All I know is she died young." I remember Draven and everyone speaking about it, but I was only like ten.

"Heart attack, apparently." His words are barely a whisper.

"I'm sorry." He couldn't have been more than eighteen if I was about ten. Kellan would have been maybe fifteen. No, because I'm not twenty. Based on Xenia, I'm twenty-four. So Kellan would have been maybe twelve and Darius fifteen.

"It's fine. In the years she was alive, she was our mum. She didn't treat us like she was the queen, so we have a lot of memories."

All I can do is nod. I can't imagine that being easy for the king. "I can't imagine the pain your father was in losing his mate." Especially with how young she