Devin’s POV
Waking up with a headache from the knocks on my door. I walk to find another messenger standing before me.
“What’s it now?” I asked, placing my hand over my mouth as I yawned.
The messenger relayed his message as quickly as he could. I had kept him standing there for a long time as I was deep in slumber.
“What else do these elders want?”
He raised an eyebrow at me. I waved his reaction off, stretching my hands as I yawned once more. I turned around to look at my room, unkempt and untidy.
“What about Dylan? Any message for him, too?” I asked as I stood akimbo, unsure of what atrocities I would have committed in my room during the night.
“They sent a messenger to him.”
“That would be lovely. You can leave now.”
He moved away, revealing a maid that stood at the door.
“Ne
