Chapter 8 She Wouldn't Sit And Sulk

• Skyla had no idea what had made Cole suddenly rise and leave in such haste. She stood up anxiously, ready to run after him. “Cole? What happened?” she called.
• But Marcel stepped in front of her, pressing a steady hand on her arm. His voice dropped. “Mind your language and decorum. By what law should you address His Majesty by his first name and chase after him like this? It’s a grave disgrace.”
• Skyla shrank back slightly. She knew her father didn’t truly care about reverence to the monarch. He was only performing for the audience. At home, Marcel often referred to Cole as “that little boy” or even “ignorant young man”, and he had never once reflected on his own “grave disgrace”.