The event organisers could have been spotted from a couple of miles away. They were a pair of human men wearing both megawatt smiles and loud suits. Cilla shot Allegra an amused look as they approached them. The two men’s eyes swept past both of them dismissively until they landed on Niklaus, who walked forward with a more relaxed gait. They shot past them and took turns shaking his hand even more obsequiously than the hotel manager. When they were introduced to Allegra, their entire tune changed.
“Your Grace,” said the shorter, sandy-haired one as he closed the distance between them with slight panic in his eyes. “What an honour to host you. We weren’t sure you would be making an appearance.”
The taller, blonde one followed suit, with a reproachful look in his eye. “What he meant is tha
