The Wrath of the King 5 by Bourdon Danielle

Author:Bourdon, Danielle [Bourdon, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: King, Passion, Love, Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Suspense, Betrayal, Contemporary, Romance, Royalty, Suspense, Adventure, Wealthy, action, New Adult & College, New Adult, Intrigue, contemporary romance, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1499610807
Publisher: Wildbloom Press
Published: 2013-07-22T07:00:00+00:00

. . .

She was lost. Again. Arms full of file folders, Wynn paused at the end of a hallway on the bottom floor. To the left and right, an intersecting hallway led off in directions Wynn could only guess at. She thought she was in the east quadrant, but couldn't be sure. Her new office was here somewhere, hiding amongst endless doorways.

Breaking right, she marched past three doors, all leading to rooms that were not her office.

“Why do these castles have to be so huge?” she complained under her breath. It wasn't that Paavo's holding wasn't impressive—it was. She'd been as enthralled with it as any other despite her internal distress at the recent turn of events. Castle hopping posed its own hazards though, such as being unable to find what she needed when she needed it. Right then, she needed to find her new office so she could dump the files off and get to what was really important: figuring out Paavo's strategies and plans. Her attempt to check in with Chey resulted in a whole lot of nothing; Chey's voicemail invited her to leave a message she didn't dare leave. Someone other than Chey might find the phone and Wynn didn't want to risk anyone calling Paavo to tell him about her duplicity. She knew Paavo was probably already suspicious, but that would be handing him solid evidence and it was a risk she didn't want to take.

Coming up on another set of doors, Wynn was about to enter when low voices made themselves known. Pausing, she glanced along the hallway, relieved to see no one else in sight. The decision over whether to announce herself stalled when talk of the Queen came up. Wynn wondered if Helina was living under Paavo's roof. As far as she knew, Helina was still in mourning, tucked away somewhere in the countryside. Once more, Wynn found herself deciphering the Latvala tongue.

“The Queen is taking it better than we thought,” a man said.

“And you're sure she can't get out? We don't need her running off to the military camps,” another man asked.

“Not unless she's Houdini. She's in the Red Room with no less than four guards at her door and two more at each end of the hall.”

“Good, good. Miss Chey Ahtissari isn't known for her patience under pressure, so we'll have to remain vigilant. Has she asked about Sander?”

Wynn sucked in a surprised breath. They weren't talking about Helina. They were talking about Chey.

“Not yet. She's said little and won't answer questions.”

“Discourage exchanges of information from our people, but get whatever you can out of her. See if she's aware at all that Sander was showing improvement in the last hours before she was taken.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Wynn backpedaled, frantic to find somewhere to hide. A narrow closet provided the place. Scooting inside, she closed the door with a gentle click, catching several falling folders against her hip. Moments later, the same men rounded into the hall, discussing military movements and plans. Wynn didn't catch much before their voices faded out of range.

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