Book 2 Chapter 35

Jude

“Well said, your grace.” Warrior Jamil mumbled, and an Omega rushed into the room with a little plaque with my name on it. She was probably the size of my mate, yet her hair was blonde. She put my name in front of me, then moved the Third Seat’s name in front of him. She silently changed the plate orientation in about a minute, and we continued. As she left, she bowed and closed the door.