Kyle sipped his coffee, amazed at how much better he felt having bathed and changed into fresh clothes. They had been obtained—discreetly, he’d been assured—by Joshua and the Elite. The pounding in his head had receded, and he felt human again.
William had ducked in and out the last few days, performing his regular duties, since it would be noted if he suddenly disappeared and the court would wonder why. The only difference was that the Elite were under strict orders and no one was gaining access to his rooms right now. Instead, he was seeing petitioners that couldn’t wait for the regular court sessions in the meeting room down the hallway.
Kyle looked up and grinned at William’s irritated expression as he walked back into the room and poured him a coffee from the flask on the table, han
