Chapter 7: First Strike
“Yeah, we’ll be there. Just uh, give us a few minutes to wake up and change.”
The same polite voice resounded from the door. “Of course, my lord. We shall await your convenience.”
Cole retreated to the bedrooms, shaking Miles and Ethan awake.
Miles put on his vest. “What’s goin’ on?”
“King allegedly wants to see us so he sends goons to pick us up instead of hopping on the magic mirror.”
“Fuckin’ A,” Ethan grumbled. He readied his FAL. “Plan?”
The keyhole ahead was big enough for a peek. He could try to get a look, but if these weren’t actually knights, getting close to that door was asking to catch a bullet to the eye. Good thing they had a Scrying Pane. Perhaps the other guard posts would know.
“Give me a sec. I’ll check in with the guards.”
Cole returned to the master bedroom, moving the dial to the first guard post.