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Seeing this, Tabitha laughed heading back inside. “Sure thing, I will have the butler lead you to your rooms. After you’ve changed you can come down and have lunch with the rest of us, who’ve already arrived.”
“Great.” Castian exclaimed, as he dragged a pissed off Oye with him. “I can’t wait to eat.”
OYE
“Owe.” Castian flinched from having an elbow shoved into his gut.
Tabitha had escorted them inside, where they’d been left to follow a solemn-faced butler upstairs to the west wing. “What was that for,” he demanded in a harsh whisper.
“That’s for pinching me earlier,” Oye snapped. “I don’t care about anything else you do, but don’t ever try to shut me up like that again.”
He smiled. “I thought it was a better option than kissing you.”
“Forget it,” she muttered, looking away from him.
He observed her before his smile turned into a grin. “Ooh, would you have preferred a kiss?”
Picking up her pace she ignored his question.
“Lord Torik and Lady Oye, this is where you’ll be staying.” The butler stopped before a door, reaching forward he pushed the doors inwards revealing a large chamber. The colors were a balance between dark oak and light beige. The thick carpet muffled their steps as they entered, the butler walked ahead of them over to the closed curtains. Grabbing them he jerked them open sharply allowing for more light to fill the room.
Oye took in the fancy furnishings and wondered how much the items in the room cost. Each piece could probably put one of the orphans through college. She quickly fixed her look of distaste when the butler looked at them.
“Thank you for showing us the way,” she said with a small smile.
He gave a short bow, before he retreated, pausing at the door. “The luggage will be in your room after lunch. We are putting them through a minor check, for the safety of our other guest,” he explained before he left the room.
Oye was glad she hadn’t bothered carrying any other weapons with her.
“I wonder if he’s already arrived,” Castian asked, standing by the window as he looked over the land. “It would make things easier for us if he is here.”
CASTIAN
“It would,” Oye confirmed plopping down on the bed. “But if he isn’t it would give us more time to probe around for who could be supporting him.”
“Asher is from a vassal family; he’d only serve one person.” Castian said, lost in thought. In truth he knew the answer to most of the questions Tiller had about Asher. Unfortunately, he couldn’t reveal anything. If he did he wouldn’t be able to come to this estate. While Renson was using it, it belonged to his family, the Napier.
Why had his brother allowed Renson to use it?
Most Warlocks wouldn’t allow strangers onto the family estate, too many secrets could be discovered when you allowed strangers in. Though he should be grateful, if it wasn’t for his brother he’d never be able to come here without invitation.
And Asher, who was from the Vassal family of Renson, wouldn’t be able to follow the command of anyone but his master. Castian frowned, like his own family who boasted having two vassal families. None could do anything without their master’s specific orders.
This fact was only known by the top families, such as his own, and the rest of their circle.
Torik was from such a family, one could say his connections were the reason he was famous and able to get away with many of his scandals.
“—Castian?”
He flinched, grabbing the hand waving in front of him.
“Owe.”
Blinking, he felt his vision clear as Oye’s bright eyes filled his vision and realized just how close she’d gotten to him.
“Didn’t you hear me,” she asked.
He slowly shook his head, getting overwhelmed with her sweet scent. Her face so close was a temptation and created a chink in his ability to ignore her. Having her move so close, so abruptly was a huge bait even for him. She frowned at him, her lips so plump and beckoning his own. “They came to tell us lunch is ready.”
