My blink was slow.
Had Black Louie jested?
I cocked my head,everyonestaring at him oddly.
There was no way for him to make fun.
His obliviousness was simply…comical…today.
“It is time for us to leave,” Black Louie stated emotionlessly. He tucked the ancient tome under his right arm and walked without blinking to the door, opening it calmly. “Oh, yes. Congratulations on your soul-mated anniversary, King Traevon.”
Red Louie, Gold Louie, and Blue Louie stood from their resting places and followed after Black Louie at a slower pace.
“Thank you, Louie,” Father stated—mostly civilly. “Perhaps next time you can check with Louie if I may be indisposed?”
Red Louie grinned. “He did.” Then he slipped outside.
The two others scurried after him.
Black Louie blinked. “Louie said you would be so eager for tonight that you’d be red in anticipation.” He nodded his head. “He was correct. Enjoy the rest of your climactic evening, King Traevon.” The gremlin turned and left without shutting the door behind him.
My chin trembled in barely restrained humor.
King Traevon simmered, heatwaves flowing off his body. “Are we positive that motherfucker doesn’t have the capability for emotion?”
The King of Shifters chuckled wickedly. “I did tell him last time that he needed to work on his words. Mayhap he is trying.”
“Grand time for him to do so.” Father stood from his chair swiftly, fidgeting with his caster-spelled ring. “If you will excuse me, I will take my leave. Queen Mikko, once you’re done with your investigation of your sister, send a messenger for where we should meet before the eclipse.”
The caster queen nodded, her expression pinched—even though she tried to hide it. “Of course. I already have an idea of where to start, an area that she often frequents on the outskirts of Wickley Marsh.”
I cringed. This did not look favorable for her.
Prostitution at her capital city’s back door.
Father lifted one red brow. “It looks like you need to keep a better eye on your kingdom, Queen Mikko.”
Her brown mist eyes flayed him. “I said that’s where I will start. I did not say that is where my investigation will end. Do not jump to conclusions, King Traevon. There is no wrongdoing in the public eye of the Caster Kingdom. I assure you of that. Wherever this den of debauchery is, it ishidden.”
“By spell then.” King Traevon nodded in agreement and strolled toward the door. “Good luck to you, Queen Mikko. You will need it.”
