Kael
I led him through the west corridor without speaking.
The castle was quieter this wing—thick stone walls, fewer guards, long shadows stretching from the sunlight through the windows as it began to lower in the sky. My suite sat at the end of the hall, tucked away from the noise of court and council.
I stopped at the door, fished the key from my pocket, and opened it.
“After you,” I said.
Reddick stepped inside, glancing around just long enough to take in the space as if he didn’t bother to do so the last time he was here—dark wood, clean lines, the kind of room that looked like it belonged to someone who didn’t spend much time sleeping.
The door shut behind us.
The sound hadn’t even finished echoing when he turned on me.
His hand fisted in the front of my shirt and shoved me b
