King John
Yvonne was right when she said it wasn’t hard to figure Iyelda out. I hadn’t missed her shameless flirting and whatnot. I had been in meetings all day as we prepared our warriors for battle. I had invited Alexander and Brandt to train with me, which they accepted. We stopped by my house to grab some food to bring along. When we walked in, the enticing aroma of a homecooked meal hit us. I could immediately detect something that didn’t belong. I looked over at Alexander, who shot me a look. We both glanced at Brandt. He smirked. I shook my head.
Her trickery knew no limits.
The guys decided to eat, while I waited patiently for them to finish. The thing disappeared up the stairs.
“We should get going.” Brandt was shoveling the last bit of food on his plate into his mouth.
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