Charles
I washed my hands quickly as George watched me with a tense gaze.
"Your Majesty, this is Lt. Grace at the Midwest Outskirt Enforcer Base."
I smiled. "Lt. Grace, odd for you to be calling me."
"I was told that you were the person to call. My apologies for interrupting your evening. Lady Redwood is at the gate."
I frowned and glanced at George. "Which Lady Redwood?"
"Lady Tessa Redwood," he said.
I leaned on the counter, considering it. George's eyes widened, and a mischievous grin appeared on his face.
"What is she doing there?"
Who told her I'd been there recently? Who told her that I'd likely be there again sooner than I would be back at the castle. George slipped out of his seat and headed back into the dining room, where I could hear Eason speaking.
The officer shrugge
