At Roman's office, I got the 'enter' from inside just as the mother of all yawns hit me, so as I walked inside I didn't see the other occupants until the expelling of excess carbon dioxide had completed. When I did, I froze, a hand still on the doorknob.
Roman had visitors. An older man with salt and pepper hair who looked suspiciously like an older version of Roman and a younger with bright blond that had the same unrealistically bright green eyes.
Roman was standing by his desk, looking rather put together for bright and early at the butt c***k of dawn.
"Ah, just in time," he said, gesturing to me. "Lillian, I have two people here who want to meet you. Say hello to my father and younger brother."
Nobles. Nobles. Damn it, I never learned how to curtsy. Ulyssia told me you had to cur
