"What the hell?" Kypho looked at Platt with utter shock as dread blasted in his chest. He was a spy and he knew that if Gordon had gone with Nora to the queen's chamber, he must have suspected something. But why didn't Gordon directly take her to the dungeons? Why did he take her to the queen's bedchamber?
Platt was sitting on the bed with his fingers stabbed in his hair. He was sure that Nora had stopped in the palace only because she had to attend to the queen and not because of anything else. She had been carrying out the spying activities successfully for so many years. How could she get caught so soon? He got up and began pacing his room. Sleep was the last thing in his mind. Or maybe he was overthinking.
"When will you go to the palace?" Kypho asked. "When is your duty?"
Platt didn't answer because his mind was too occupied.
"Platt!" Kypho growled.
"What?" he jumped.
"When are you going to the palace?" Kypho gritted.
