Chapter 62: The Cards are Falling into Place
I left my room and slowly walked down the hallway, since I was supposed to be suffering from withdrawal symptoms. “Where are you headed?”
I shrugged slightly at Timona. The room was secured by the spies, so the call would be undetectable, but what should I do?
“Well, I hadn’t thought that far ahead.”
They’ll know I was faking my symptoms if I go outside.
“How about a bath? It wouldn’t be unnatural for me to tell the maid that you’re feeling unusually well.”
I stayed in my room except for that time when I went to get the ceremonial sword. This was natural behaviour for an emperor who was under the influence of guandeleo, so I’ve only been able to get my body wiped and have my head washed for the past few days.
“Alright. Can you arrange my bath for me?”
“As you wish, I will go ahead and get it ready.”
Timona went to the bathroom first, and I spoke when he was out of sight.