Chapter 27
Darius
My eyes drew into narrow slits as I predicted Orion's next words.
"Not here," I told him, shifting my gaze towards my sleeping wife. He nodded, then took a step back. I took a step forward and we both marched down the hall to get to my personal study.
Once we were inside the soundproof room, I trotted to my desk and sat behind it on my leather chair. Orion took the seat across me. I cleared my throat. "It's her, isn't it?" I asked for confirmation.
"Your former fiancée has been busy," was what Orion said with a sigh.
I pinched the bridge of my nose. "How did the spies come across this information? And do we know where she is?" I asked.
Orion shook his head. "She slipped through their fingers. But I have better news," Orion changed the pitch of his voice into a low
