"Is it you?" Victor didn't knock, he didn't feel the need to. After all, he was the King, and Walton was his Lord. Maybe Walton had to be reminded of that from time to time. "Is it you, I asked. Answer to your King!" "I have no idea what you're talking about," Walton stated, "...Your Highness," he added afterwards. He didn't look happy to be disturbed in his chambers. Not that Victor gave a damn about it, however. "You know fully well what I'm talking about, Lord Walton!" Victor declared in his even, strong voice as he kept his hands locked behind his back as always. "If you tell me the truth, I will save you some pain and torture. Have you tried to kill my mate? Are you the King of the Rogues?" For a few long seconds, Walton stared at him, keeping silent. Then he cracked a humorless la

