“It’s about time you show up,” Nikolaj said when he entered the room.
The monarchs always provide the Varseilles a room in the palace but Nikolaj chooses to stay on a lodging in the center part of Amarus. The man likes to have his own space and he won’t have it with the many eyes following him in Kailin Palace.
“I need time to rest,” he replied as he leans on the wall beside the door. He won't stay long.
Nikolaj leaned on his seat, the moonlight shining half his face, making him look sinister than ever. “I know what you’re doing.” The man’s thumb is grazing his lips as he stared at him.
“I am not doing anything.”
“You won’t get something, Salvatore. You should stop that man from following me.”
He remained a straight face. He knew Nikolaj would know about it sooner or later. The man
