Daniel’s POV
The morning was still even early when the guards began to move my belongings.
I groaned on my soft huge bed and tossed to look at the balcony where the light rays from the packhouse lights flowed through.
“My king!” I heard a knock on the door.
The men had been walking to and fro, and now someone else knocked to enter my room.
“Come in!” I replied still and watched as my favorite man walked in.
“Good morning my king!” He said smiling as he bowed his head.
“Good morning!” I replied and sat up on my bed.
“He has been sent off.” He said and I had to itch my head and look at him waiting for him to tell me who he spoke of.
“Who?!” I asked and he adjusted the way he stood, with a shocking chuckle leaving him.
“Justin my lord. The wacko heads for the job!” He replied and I
