The security of the Harem was compromised. Not because of any terrorist or psychopath chasing the women out. The second lord had stormed through the front gates, his face steeled and stoic. He bypassed the servants and some of the mistresses, heading straight to the first lady's room.
One look from him and Darya's maidens moved away from the door. Darya shut her journal the second she saw his frame from a good distance. She pushed her seat in. "Lord Haness, to what do I owe this...surprise."
"Sit," Haness said with a thick voice. Darya swung away from the table, slowly picking up her book in hindsight. She sat on the bed, leaving the black journal tucked under her ass. Haness pulled the seat closer and sat down.
"What do you know about the attacks on Parisa?" He did not beat about the
