"Her maid was brought to her?" Harold asked, trying to hide his amusement as Alvin related all that had happened at the maiden's chamber earlier to him.
"Yes, milord."
He had to admit that he was relieved to know that his bride was smarter than the average human being. Although she tended to talk a lot, which he didn't like, it was good to know that she wasn't just all talk, but could actually get what she wanted to be done. He was impressed.
'I still don't like her' his wolf informed him with displeasure.
'Neither do I, but she is ours,' Harold reminded it.
"Still keep an eye on them both. She is up to something." Harold gave the order, and Alvin bowed to him before departing.
Just as Alvin opened the door to leave, one of the king's guards knocked on the door. "The King requires your presence," he informed Harold, whom he could see through the crack of the door.
