C72 Chapter Seventy Two

Giselle's POV

The mercenary was yet to come.

I stood by the window, fingers drumming impatiently on the sill, waiting for the knock on my door that I knew was coming.

Finally, it came. Three sharp raps, exactly as we had agreed. I crossed the room quickly, yanking the door open to reveal the mercenary.

His hulking frame filled the doorway, his face shadowed by the hood of his cloak