"The crown prince was dead the day he killed his brother's beloved and their child. Nothing you said could have changed his fate." Sigrid said in response to the thought her grandfather had.
He was not feeling guilty, from the way things appeared. However, it seemed like he would always wonder what role he had played.
Sigrid reached for third blueberry of the night but Roland stopped her from taking it, shaking his head. He turned to the duke and said, "I believe that my wife is right. It sounds to me like the fourth prince was on good terms with his brother Alexander. The crown prince was going to die one way or another." He sighed. "Sadly, it is rare for brothers to share genuine fondness for each other in the royal family."
"Sad indeed." The duke raised a wine glass to his lips and downed the rest of the contents. Then, he stood up, stumbling from side to side.
His valet and Brolin quickly went to his aid.
