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Ambush Report
William watched with a steady gaze as Alex reported on what they’d found at Medford. At least the burning anger he felt had a legitimate cause. He’d known it would be bad when he’d heard Alex advise the guards outside his doors that they weren’t to be disturbed. He almost wished a polite request for him to come to the Complex of the Fourth had arrived instead. Some of his councillors grumbled that he kept going to the Complex of the Fourth rather than having Alex, Jess and Kyle come to him, all indignant outrage—he was the king, after all.
William didn’t disclose that he grasped every opportunity that came to him to disappear into the confines of the Fourth’s sanctuary. It was absurd, but somehow he had more freedom there than in his own space. It was ridiculously easy
