Raphael nodded respectfully at her. “It’s true, my lady.”
Lady Lily let go of Michael’s arm, walked up to Dante, and bowed to him. “Thank you for your service.”
A lady bowing to a servant was outrageous, fortunately no one paid attention. Dante completely broke his statuesque demeanor and looked at Raphael for guidance. No one ever bowed to him, and he didn’t know what to do with this.
Michael and Lily walked into the ballroom to greet the other guests. Raphael looked at the gathered crowd and remembered all their secrets. If each secret was a string, he could pull at the right time in the right context. It could alter the course of the entire political world.
Since his birth, Raphael has been told he owned the world. In moments like this, he understood what this truly meant. He had to
