Mason got to his feet, watching his brother in confusion. He was quick across the floor and snatched the letter from Daniel's hand. He paced back and forth as he read and reread the words with a frown on his face. Delaney and the others watched him expectantly, waiting to understand what was going on.
At last, he dropped back into his plush seat and slumped over, letting his head rest in his hands. He sat there for a long time leaving the others on edge as they waited for an explanation. Vincent slid his hand over to take Delaney's and give it a little squeeze as he watched her staring at the prince with worry.
"Mason, what is it?" she asked quietly, "What on earth does the King of the Red Lands want with you?"
