It was the next day. Lorenzo woke up early in the morning with the hope that he would somehow be able to uncover the whereabouts of King Everard at the time of the late alpha’s death.
As he went through the pile of new clothes that were provided by Regulus, he was thinking to himself, ‘Now that he is the King, I can’t use much of His Majesty’s time just for chatting. I think it is better if I go to the castle before the working hours begin. That way, maybe I can talk for a little bit longer.’
After getting dressed up, he put the pass in the pocket of his coat and headed out of the guest room. From the guest room, he headed straight to find the new Lord of the mansion in the master bedroom.
‘I hope Lord Regulus is already awake by now. I heard he is a morning person,’ Lorenzo thought to himself as he was walking down the relatively dark corridor.
When he reached the master bedroom, Lorenzo was somewhat taken aback to see two giant men standing guard in front of the door.
