CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Prince Yushir strolled up to his friend as Lord Eastwei reached the center of the room. He nodded down at the instrument. “So it’s finished?”
Eastwei nodded. “It is.”
“And you have tried playing it?”
“I have.”
The prince half-turned toward the closed door. “Was the lovely Lady Roberts in attendance?”
“She happened to come inside,” Eastwei admitted as he strolled toward the door himself.
Yushir quickly followed at his side. “You won’t play it for me?”
“I have tested it. That is all I desired to do,” came the bland reply.
Yushir raced in front of his companion and faced him at the top of the stairs. “And what did your audience of one think of the flute?”
Eastwei stared at him with a face that almost showed the emotion of irritation. “She said it was satis
