Rhys nodded at his friend's sentiments, taking up a plate of roasted bird. He poised his knife and fork, shaking his head. "My thoughts exactly. To have his wife's mistress strut around so broadly must've been an embarrassment for the King." Delicately, he popped some of the bird in his mouth, savoring the taste.
Ah, Gemini — that name made knots in his stomach. "Oh, he is a nuisance, as usual," Rhys noted, smiling, despite everything. He didn't bother going into the details — everyone already knew. Rhys Stone was the last person who had to expound on his son's reputation — just the very name alone spoke for itself.
"If only I knew what happened, or where I went wrong. He was such a charming little boy, my Gemstone. And now..." He couldn't help but laugh a little, because if he thought about it for too long, it was all too much to take. "You are blessed, not to have such a problem, my friend."
