"Of course I do," Damien muttered, glancing sideways at Luna who was staring up at the building. He took a deep breath. "Alright, give me the rundown."
"Three blood contracts to review. Tax audit from the Western province. Then, a budget review for the back-boundary fortification."
"And the council meeting?"
"Three hours from now."
Damien turned to Luna. "Still want to shadow me?"
Luna raised a brow. "Are you kidding? This is exciting!"
Damien grinned, the weight of responsibility briefly lightened. "Alright then, Ms. Fashionably Distracting…Shall we?"
"One more thing, Your Highness," Selene said crisply.
Damien halted mid-step and exhaled heavily. He turned, one brow arched in exasperated dread. "What now?"
"Sage Veyron sent a message. He requests your presence later today."
Damien froze. The words hit him with force. Luna, standing at his side, immediately noticed the shift. She didn't know who Veyron was, but the name had clearly cast a shadow.
