“I need to be alone,” Julian told Cedric as soon as he was inside the one room he used for working and signing papers. Cedric followed the order without another word, probably sensing the nervousness and irritation and anger rolling off of his King. They were all angry right now. Because once more, the Rogue King was one step ahead of them. Not only he had people inside this Court, he had so many that he had managed to murder his own man, his impostor, as soon as the man had became Julian’s prisoner, before any of Julian’s men were able to interrogate him. How much power did this bloody man have inside Julian’s own home? All his thoughts were cut off by another knocking on the door. A part of him wanted to send away anyone that could be there, but the thought of this being important st

