Lord Belshazzar now pointed at himself. “So then he can take me out.”
Both Overlords nodded.
“When the asshole king and I were at the Three’s wicked, weird home, the jackass actually confirmedaloudthat’s why he wanted our amulet. He never said Lord Belshazzar’s name, though. No legal charges, and all that. He played it smart with the Three. Anyway, I’ll see you two at the meeting. And while King Niallan’s busy planning an illegal death, I have actual legal business to take care of,” I mumbled. I patted my pockets and glanced down at the couch. “Wait. I think I lost my cell—”
“You left it in the conference room,” Lord Cato stated, cutting me off. He pulled my cell phone from his other pocket and tossed it to me. “I tried snooping on it, but you have one hell of a security system on it.”
I curved my lips at the edges and strolled toward the door, stating over my shoulder, “I think I’m a little too old for you to be going through my phone,darlingFather.”
He grunted. “I know you meant that as an insult, but fuck, you actually called meFather. I’ll take it.”
With my back to them, I rolled my eyes and tapped on my cell phone, texting my assistant, Harmony. “That’s desperate.”
“And still, I think I’ll take it,” he muttered under his breath.
I paused with my right hand on the doorknob and looked back at him in surprise. My father stood frozen in place at my glance and tried to hide the, indeed, desperation on his face. He wasn’t fast enough. I saw the painful ache there, the loss of my love clearly staining his gaze. My lips thinned with that unforeseen evidence, unsure how to process that new information.
I quickly left the room.
I’d had enough emotional drama today.
And it wasn’t even noon.Fuck.
HARMONY PUSHED HERGLASSES UP ONher nose with a single finger when I entered our offices. “Good morning, your majesty.”
I had to admit. It was odd seeing this elusive killer sitting behind a desk. I wondered when that newness would wear off—for both of us.
“Good morning. Did you get the text I just sent you?” I asked as I opened the door to my office behind hers, waiting for her answer.
“I did. I’ve already sent in a request for our record keeper to see me today.” A piece of her brown shoulder-length hair was caught on her black round glasses, but she didn’t notice. Or didn’t care. The once human had never cared about her appearance in all the time I’d known her. “Is there a reason why you want to know what was marked down for Lord Belshazzar during his crowning? Do I need to be watching for something particular?”
I turned to face her. “You can’t lie during a crowning. Otherwise, your crowning isn’t legal. King Niallan’s answer of S’Kir threw me, and I don’t like being surprised like that. If my memory’s correct, Lord Belshazzar’s from a place called Ota’ano. I want you to double check that I’m correct on the official document. If I am, I want you to run a search for that town throughout history. I want any information you can find on it.”
Her brown eyes blinked behind those horrible glasses. “I already started researching because that’s what I heard too. So far, it’s pulled up nothing.”
My brows scrunched. “Nothing? Even with technology as it is now?”
“Absolutely nothing so far.” She shook her head.
I ran my fingers through my hair in agitation—and confusion. “All right. You may need to ask a vampire historian, but do it quietly if you do.”
“I already have a call out.”
I chuckled softly. “Of course, you do. When will you have the information for me?”
She hummed in thought. “Probably by dinner.” Harmony lifted her cell phone from her desk and tapped on it. My own cell phone buzzed in my pocket. Her brown eyes met mine. “And you now have all the information I could find on the attack while you were at Cape Argent. It’s…not good.”
“Thank you.” I had actually expected the details sooner from her since one of her skillsets was in information. “I take it the file is extensive?”
“It is. That’s why it took me so long. It goes deeper than even I thought.” Her sigh was worried. Very un-Harmony-like. “You have your work cut out for you, your majesty.”
A war was coming. Which I already knew.
I nodded once, gazing off to the side.
I was already on to another thought.
I walked back toward her desk and pointed at her computer. “I have another assignment for you. I want a list of Lord Belshazzar’s previous paramours. All of them. Is that something you can find online?”
