Lucian’s voice still lingered in Mattew’s mind as he stepped out of his room. The conversation had been brief, but it carried weight, the kind that never came without consequences. He knew his uncle too well to believe anything Lucian said was simple or harmless. Every word always had a second meaning hiding underneath it, and that alone made him more dangerous than most enemies.
Still, Mattew pushed the thoughts aside for the moment. There were more immediate things to deal with.
He stopped in front of Delilah’s door and raised his hand to knock, but before his knuckles could touch the wood, the door opened from the inside. Delilah stood there, clearly caught off guard for a second.
Mattew blinked once, then spoke casually as if nothing unusual had happened. “I was just about to go out
