“You’ve got to be kidding me? Don’t the three of you have anything better to do in your spare time?”
His mother shrugged while grinning. “We do, but this is so much more exciting.”
He shook his head before turning toward his father. “How much did you win?”
“Ten thousand a piece.”
He gaped. “The citizens of Gefrington would be appalled if they knew members of the royal family were making bets on each other’s lives.”
“I doubt that,” his mother piped up while sitting up straight. “Our bets may end up endearing us to them. They will probably stop labeling us as being stiff and boring.”
He snorted. “Yeah. Right. Anyway, Isaac, how did you know about me and Tristan having…I mean, doing the deed?”
Isaac snickered at his last-minute save. His younger brother couldn’t expect him to utter the word “sex” in front of his twins, but Isaac was far too amused for his comfort.
“Your tie,” his parents and younger brother chorused at the same time.