Chapter 2
“Since when was Hugo into whiskey?” Gideon shook his head. “You sure you had the right guy?”
“Yeah.” Sebastian leaned in the doorway of Gideon’s bathroom, watching as he dressed for the day. Nice tie. Nicer suit. Sebastian was still in his clothes from the night before and smelled faintly of beer and other people’s cologne.
“Where are you off to?”
“I’m going to be gone a few days.” Gideon met his eyes in the mirror. “I have an appointment with the coven council. The king’s announced his intention to bind himself.”
“No s**t?”
“No s**t. And as you can imagine, Fotia is in an uproar. If we play this right, you’ll come out a hero for playing some role in trying to stop it, and be welcomed back with open arms.”
“I don’t give a s**t about that stuff.” He didn’t, and he didn’t mu
