Chapter 117. Four Nights
Jael frowned at the loud knock on his bedroom door. He could tell immediately who was behind the door and he knew he was not going to like whatever this was about. He just finally got a break, he could use the rest.
After reviewing a couple things with Danag and giving him orders in preparation to set out to the Xanthus estate, Lord Kieran abode, he just wanted some time alone before it was time for the last meal of the day, apparently that was too much to ask.
He groaned and did not say anything with the hopes that she would go away when she noticed he wasn’t answering. She did not. She knocked again, louder this time. He rubbed his head, if he attended to her quickly, she might leave in the same manner.
"Come in, Jevera." He said without moving from his bed.
"Sire," she said as soon as she stepped inside. She carefully closed the door behind her. She gave a light curtsey.
"This had better be important," he said, raising his head to look at her while still lying on the bed.
Jael was lying on the bed with just his torso. His legs are on the ground while his back is to his bed. He put his hands underneath his head as he waited for her response.
"It is, Sire. Surely, you have not forgotten my father’s request and your promise to fulfill it. You said to bring it up after the party is over and it is now."
Jael cursed without reservation, he did not even bother to hide it from her. "Jevera," Jael called harshly. "The party just ended, you couldn’t give it two nights?"
"If I did, you would never make the trip..." she mumbled.
’Besides, I don’t recall promising to do anything." He rested his head back on the bed and closed his eyes.