Such promptness was refreshing. I had expected to be left waiting for like an hour, or at least long enough for us to know who was in charge. Before we’d even gotten out of earshot of the front desk, the secretary greeted somebody else.
“Good afternoon, Minister Grey. Yes, yes, they’ve arrived, and they’re just there down the hall.”
Back in the lobby, I could see a man in his early middle age. He strode up the hall toward us, his gaze taking in the four of us. He had a very important aire to him, and we all stepped off to the side to let him pass.
So this was the palace administrator Theo and David mentioned. I braced myself for his disdain, but he stopped at the door to conference room two and held it open for us.
“You must be Ms. Laurentia and Mr. Rafe. It’s nice to meet you. I’m
