Shadows of Valtièrre

[LORD RAFE MORLAND]

The Prince stands across me, the kitchen island between us, documents of Valtièrre spread out on the counter.

I glance at the clock for a moment, the quiet ticks filling the silence between us, the night finally fading. The morning sun was almost here.

That means we had spent all night going over how we were to tackle auditing a region as vast as Valtièrre.

I suppose this is wh