“Well, that’s not encouraging,” Crow grimaced when Penelope said that there would probably be more than one lesson. He wondered just how many rules there really were for noblemen to follow on a day to day basis. Just one day of going through proper dining, greetings, and other such public behavior had been enough of a nightmare. He couldn’t imagine learning anything more than he already had, but if she was right, then Udolf probably had much more in store for him tomorrow.

As Penelope went on to talk about what she had been doing that day, Crow listened to her quietly. He was pleased to hear that she was already writing to so many of the knights on the warfront about her call to end the feuding between Brerra and Younis. After going back and forth with the other kingdom for a whole year, he knew the people of the outer villages were longing to see it end as well. If she could get the barons on board with her plans, then they might actually see their wish come true.

At the knight’s mention of Naida, the viceroy rolled his eyes. “Yes, she’s been very persistent too,” he casted her an amused smile. “It’s kind of ironic though, isn’t it? Before, when we couldn’t court, nearly everyone we’ve come across has thought the idea of us being together was insane; but now, when we technically could start courting anytime, someone is [i]finally[/i] being supportive, and we have to pretend like we’re not interested in each other.” He shook his head. “Nothing ever comes easily for us, does it?”

Crow took another bite of his food and chewed thoughtfully. “Although, hopefully it won’t be much longer before that changes,” he said in a low voice. His expression softened slightly as he held her gaze. “Once things calm down and the other people in the castle get used to me being around, there won’t be any reason for us to keep pretending—well, as long as your father doesn’t make a scene about it.” He winced at the thought. “He doesn’t still hate me, does he?”