Because it wasn’t in his nature to lie, Leo looked past Sebastian’s left ear. It was true that Marshall should be told what was happening. It was time the old man play the part they had agreed upon long ago. He could send anyone, but not ‘anyone’ needed time alone with their anchor. Saying nothing more, Leo stalked into his private room and closed the door.
Sebastian frowned at the steel divide. Something else was at play, and he didn’t appreciate Leo’s vague orders or secret agenda. His mind traveling in several directions at once, he asked Tess, “Where did you procure lodging?”
“The Trader’s Mansion.”
A corner of Sebastian’s mouth tipped up. “Let’s get your things and talk to Marshall.” He turned to her fully, cupped her jaw with both palms, and kissed her. “I’ve missed you.”
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