Leather: A Steamy Medieval Fantasy Romance (The Princess & The Spy Book 2) by Lisette Marshall

Author:Lisette Marshall [Marshall, Lisette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Atticus LLC.
Published: 2021-06-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The castle was cold and dusky after the bright morning air of the courtyard, and the shadows did little to brighten Jaghar’s mood. Every next thought slipping through his mind was more unpleasant than the last – the silence of the workmen outside at the mention of Cillian’s name, Donovan’s hand on Velvet’s back yesterday…

‘Lord Spymaster?’ a girl’s voice broke through his brooding, and he jerked around.

‘What?’

The look on her face suggested he looked about as unpleasant as he felt. ‘The – the king asks to speak with you, lord Spymaster.’

Donovan. And not to apologise for the wandering hands of his knights, presumably. Jaghar sucked in a breath; the air was cold and sharp in his throat.

‘Where do I find him? ‘

‘His working rooms, lord Spymaster.’

He nodded, and she hurried off, throwing frightened glances over her shoulder as if he would follow her with a drawn knife. Jaghar muttered a curse. After a day without Velvet, a sleepless night and a morning of doubts, Donovan was about the last person in the world he wanted to face. He wasn’t at the Floating Castle to exchange pleasantries with the bastard. He was here to figure what Cillian was up to; as far as he was concerned, the king might as well ignore his presence.

Then again, simply refusing to show up wouldn’t improve his chances of finding any useful information.

He turned around and made for the royal tower. By instinct, he slipped back into the routines his years wandering through Andrough had taught him – stay in the shadows, don’t make any unexpected movements, be as boring as you can possibly be. Even in these unfamiliar corridors where he was a stranger, and an exotic stranger at that, most eyes glided past him as if he were some ghost haunting the castle. How long had it taken the servants to find him in the first place?

Donovan could as well have been waiting for an hour already. Even in his bleak mood, he found that idea quite amusing.

The king’s working room lay on the second floor of the royal tower, recognisable mostly by the five guards posted at the door. They let him in without questions.

The room consisted of two rooms, it turned out. The first part was an empty study, equipped with a heavy oaken desk and a couple of visitor’s chairs – plenty of documents and books around, but Donovan himself was nowhere to be seen. To the left, an open doorway gave access to what looked like a small, sun-lit library. It was from that second room that the king emerged a moment later, two books in his hands, a smile on his face that made Jaghar want to punch him.

‘Ah, Spymaster. I understand you have finally been found?’

‘So it appears,’ Jaghar said. In his jacket pockets, his fists were clenching themselves.

Donovan seemed to wait for more of an answer; it took a moment of silence before he raised his eyebrows, put his books onto his desk, and sank down in the heavy chair behind it.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.