I raised my head, a mysterious tension seizing me, my hand instinctively tightening around the blanket. A man who has been dead for nearly a decade... no one else but me would care. My request had already transcended the bounds of mere cooperation. It would have been perfectly reasonable for Thomas to refuse. For the first time in my life, a desire for power stirred within me. There were far too few people around me that I could truly rely on. I waited anxiously. Would he agree to my request? And this time, what price would I have to pay?
Thomas didn't keep me waiting long. After a brief moment of contemplation, he agreed.
"Your Highness, I will have someone investigate this matter, but it has been many years, and I will need some time."
"As I said, Your Highness can trust me. I will he
