Layke scowled as his eyes gazed over the reports laid out on his desk. He’d been sat here for the better half of a day trying to make sense of the accounting, but his father’s system just never maid sense to him. He made a mental note to reorganise the system once he had a spare minute and he wasn’t in the middle of an impending war.
Shoving the papers to the side, Layke picked up the report Henrie had brought with him when he arrived last week. The prince and his men had been settled for a few days now and their training was coming along nicely. Despite not having the advantage of Belle and his marital strength, the enforcers of Moonbeam worked hard to keep up and refused to slack even though they had a disadvantage. Layke respected that, a lot.
Henrie had done some further digging into
