Arthur frowns in thought. “I had a dog when I was a kid, but that’s about it. He belonged to a visiting prince, but the kid abused the poor thing, so I took care of him. But of course the prince made it seem like I was jealous and was trying to steal Paladin, the dog, and everyone believed him because his status was higher than mine.” He shrugs. “Never saw either of them again.”

Jonathan nods with a smile. “Your correct. Cesidia’s my little sister, and the bride. Her wedding’s probably going to be within the hour and I still can’t believe she’s getting married. Princess?” He calls for Petunia. “Philip?”