C9 The Rogue

I sat by a hearth in King Sullivan’s library, shivering beneath a blanket he had given me. The sun had risen long ago, but none of us had slept. He paced and paced and paced behind me while Viktor sat close with a book in his hands, every once in a while casting a glance to Daniel who was perusing the shelves. We had been brought food and tea, but I couldn’t bring myself to eat