Chapter Sixty-NineThe King stepped in, and to my surprise, walked right through the barrier I'd believed I was the only one able to cross unaided. He moved straight to Remo's stone desk, picked up a scroll, a blue pouch that emitted a loud tinkle and turned to leave. I stood, knowing this probably wasn't a good idea, having no other. I'd already wasted too much time.
If he was surprised at finding me there, it didn't show one bit. I moved around the chair and his lips curled into a sneer. “Well, well.” he threw the pouch at my head and attacked. His first punch connected with my shoulder, sending my entire left arm into dreamland. I skittered away from the follow-up, barely avoiding the punch that would have shown me the night sky. I clapped–the numb arm making it awkward–and pulled out m
