{Third Person}
Neither man spoke for a while.
Alexander's attention had already shifted toward the plans surrounding the banquet, while Barron seemed content watching the fire dance inside the hearth.
Eventually, however, another thought occurred to him, and judging by the expression that appeared on his face, it was one he found particularly irritating.
"What was the name of that your bride's former boyfriend again?"
Alexander glanced at him and answered, "Torin."
Barron immediately clicked his tongue. "That man is a scumbag."
Alexander almost sighed. The subject had returned.
Barron leaned back in his chair and shook his head in disbelief.
"The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it becomes. If Lady Amara's account is accurate, then that fool was probably involved with her younger sister long before she was sent here."
Alexander did not disagree. He already knew it.
Barron continued with growing irritation.
