“I’m here to meet the soon-to-be King. I am his old friend,” Lorenzo said curtly when he was stopped by a few guards from wandering around the corridors of the castle.
One of the guards had seen the short man in the castle a few times before as well. So, he believed that Lorenzo was indeed an old friend of Everard.
He gestured towards the waiting area of the castle and said, “His Highness is taking a bath at the moment. Please wait there. We will inform him about your arrival and let you know.”
“I was invited by him. So, will you inform him right away that I am here?” Lorenzo asked in the same stern voice.
The guards didn’t like taking orders from anyone unless it was someone of higher authority from the castle. They simply looked away and were about to leave.
