"I can't say for certain what's best," he admitted. "Because no matter what choice we make, it will take years to control the damage. This scandal has been designed to hurt you regardless of your response."
Heena just listened, saying nothing, letting him think through it completely.
Then she smiled and completely changed the subject.
"Honey," she said, her voice becoming playful, "have you eaten anything?"
Larus blinked at the sudden shift. "I have, Your Majesty. The servants brought—"
"I'm not talking about food," Heena interrupted, her eyes dancing with mischief, a playful smile curving her lips.
Larus's face turned bright red. He covered his mouth with one hand, his ears going pink.
"I—Your Majesty—that's—"
"And didn't my aunt tell you to rest?" Heena continued, standing up from her chair and walking toward him slowly. "If you're supposed to be resting, why are you wandering around the palace worrying about me?"
