Maddox’s P.O.V.

Tonight, I had invited Magnus to my Castle to ask a favor from him, so this feast was the first step to being in his good books. My younger cousin had an impeccable taste, I assumed that he wouldn’t be satisfied in a regular restaurant.

As my bribe was working perfectly right now, I cleared my throat and initiated the small talk.

“What do you think about getting married, Magnus? You turned twenty-five last month, it’s a good age to have a family of our own.”

The fork in Magnus’s hand froze for a second as his face changed color, he wasn’t expecting me to bring up this...