THE LETTER was heavy in my hand even though it was only a piece of paper.
I tried guessing what it could be. What could be there, that the King had written to me? Why would Larkin Darkthorn send me a letter, instead of his son? Numerous questions kept circling at the back of my head, turning me into a mess. I was stunned in place, just holding the paper and doing pretty much nothing, while his son, Kaden, sat up on the bed, equally baffled by this situation.
“You should open it.”
I should. But I didn’t want to. Not in front of Kaden anyway. However, I didn’t want to offend him, knowing that he would think I would want to keep secrets from him. I didn’t know what Larkin was going to say. I didn’t know if it would offend him even more so than not opening the letter in front of him.
To k
