14
A Meeting of Lords
Kyle knew he had a visitor even before he cracked his eyes open. He even knew who it was without much effort.
“You know, Your Highness, sneaking into my room while we’ve got a gifted Skulls Assassin potentially after me is probably not the best notion. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” Kyle opened his eyes to see William bringing him a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and a familiar black notebook in the other. “I take it this is not just payback for the other day—what task do you and the King have for me? I’m thinking that there is one.”
Kyle hauled himself up in bed and glanced toward the open drapes that William habitually drew wide whenever he paid him one of his visits. Kyle sighed and accepted the coffee from William; at least this time it look
