The royal butler returned ten minutes later with the wizard. Renwyck took the seat before the king and motioned Horatio to leave them alone.
He knew the king so well and understood Maxim must have a lot in his mind right now. So, Renwyck didn't want the butler to bother the king.
"You are back, Renywck." Maxim forced a smile and tilted his chin toward the cup. "Drink something. You look parched. The journey must be exhausting."
"Thank you, Your Majesty," said Renwyck. He took the cup and started sipping his wine. It was indeed an exhausting journey.
"Did you come with Raphael or Margueritte?" Maxim asked Renwyck. His gaze looked hopeful. "Where are they?"
