#Chapter 213: The King’s Persuasion

When I exited the bathroom, the importance of the day hit me in full measure. Today I was going to court. What and God's name was I supposed to wear? Someone knocked on the door, and I wrapped my towel tighter. “In a few minutes,” I called. “Elena?” I recognized Gwen's voice. “I brought you a suit for today. May I come in?” “Yes,” I said. She opened the door and entered the bedroom. “I'm just fresh out of the shower.” I bit my lip, feeling foolish. As if she couldn't gather that by my wet hair. But I seem to need something to fill the silence. She held up a garment bag. “You'll want to look your best today,” she said. I let Gwen dress me, taking comfort in the fact that she knew her way around important functions as a luna. When she finished, she grabbed my face and gave my forehead a kiss. “Do exactly what the lawyers, Charles, and I tell you to,” she said. “I don't want you to leave my son a widower before he's even officially married.” I patted her hands, which still rested