“Matteo, I need you in my office afterwards, King Riccardo is going to be here,” King Samuel informed his son during lunch.
“What does he want?” Matteo still didn’t particularly like the king of Central Italy, but of course he couldn’t tell his father that.
“He didn’t say, but as far as I know, this is just a visit to see how his niece is doing.”
Matteo nodded. He would be there, but he would try to get out of there as fast as he could without offending the scheming bastard. They finished their food quickly before going back to the king’s office, and Matteo tried to get his desk cleaned up at least a little bit. He also made sure not to leave anything lying around, that he didn’t want King Riccardo to see. No one could tell what he would do with any kind of confidential information, an
