Chapter 14
June 2
“My father!” Emmett grinned at the messenger and tucked the scrawled note into his vest. He spun away from the entrance and up the stairs towards the library where he’d left Andrewe moments ago. “An—” He caught himself. “Your Highness?”
Empty silence met his query, the volume Andrewe had been pawing through without reading abandoned on the wingchair where Andrewe had been lounging. Emmett frowned, tucked the book away, and left the room to continue his search. Andrewe wasn’t usually one to slink off, preferring Emmett’s company for amusement, so when Emmett had all but exhausted his search two hours later, he was starting to get concerned.
He wouldn’t have even considered checking the kitchen; the afternoon was wet and warm, the stove was never at rest and Andrewe des
