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“I honestly believe you are worried because you don’t like being apart from Lex. Polonius can’t kill Lex, and, by that turn, must protect Lex or he won’t be able to marry you. Since you are the key to his delusions of domination over the kingdoms of Tobran, he won’t likely ever kill Lex. If he did, he’d have all of Voltaire to contend with. Up until this point, all he’s done is attempt to marry a servant girl.” Sire laughed. “Not too dastardly.”

“You know he’s done much worse than that,” I countered.

“To the eyes of the world, he has not. But if he killed or injured Lex, he’d have to pay for those crimes. As a ruler of a kingdom in Tobran, he has every right to wed you. I’m sure Polonius doesn’t want to lose his advantage just to appease his jealousy and envy. Lex might be detained, but he certainly isn’t dead.” Sire’s words assured me, though I still wasn’t entirely convinced. “Go back to bed, Aria,” he said softly. “You will need your rest for the days ahead.”

He was right. I had to