Royal by Blair Babylon

Author:Blair Babylon [Babylon, Blair]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950220304
Publisher: Malachite Publishing

Chapter Fifteen

Prince Monster, The Earl of Givesnofucks, and . . .

Maxence

Maxence whispered to emphasize the naughtiness of what he was telling Dree because her eyes were brightening with interest. “Arthur is an English lord, the Earl of Severn. When he inherited the earldom, it became evident to us that he cared far too much about what was happening on his estate and in the world. He brooded about it like Heathcliff on the moors. His nickname became The Earl of Givesnofucks because that’s what we thought he should aspire to be, or at least lighten up a little. I suppose we could have called him Lord Givesnofucks.”

A bit of a sparkle returned to Dree’s eyes. “And Casimir?”

Maxence sighed at this. “Casimir named himself, I want to stress. He was in a car accident, you see, when he was very young. He wasn’t belted in quite right, and he went through the windscreen. There were—” he sighed, “facial injuries, bad ones, both to the bones of his face and his skin, in addition to sizable scars on one side of his body. He was shuffled off to Le Rosey because the paparazzi kept jumping out of bushes to startle him, which made his facial deformities all the more pronounced. Indeed, when he was surprised, it was quite horrific to see.”

Dree’s lips parted. “Oh no. But he looks fine. I mean, he looks great.”

“Plastic surgery, the best in the world, and it took years.” Maxence paused before he went on. “During school, though, kids can be cruel. In upper school, some of the girls were fantastically cruel. My cousin was one of the worst, no matter how many times I told her to lay off. She led him on the longest before they all laughed at him. We wanted to call him The Handsome Prince to lift his spirits, but he was not having it. He named himself Prince Monster.”

Dree winced. “Which cousin?”

Max squeezed his eyes shut. “Marie-Therese. She’s grown up a lot since then. That was fifteen years ago, half a lifetime. She’s one of my few family members who was at school with me. Most of my cousins attended day schools here like”—Max’s chest clenched, and he took a breath to steady himself before proceeding—”like Nico did. Alexandre and Christine were at Le Rosey, but she never got involved with taunting him. She was a music and theater kid and didn’t have time for teenage angst-drama.”

“And what was your nickname?” Dree asked, smiling a little more.

Maxence smiled at her in return, though his was a little sheepish. “Just a minute, let me text the security detail very quickly.” He typed texts for Major Richard Bernard, who was Quentin Sault’s second in command in the Secret Service, instructing him that Quentin Sault had been relieved of all duties, and Magnus Jensen and Rogue Security would now be his superior for the immediate future. He instructed that Jensen and his operators would need to inspect and evaluate the throne room immediately. Dree’s

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