"Zed?" Griffin asked. It was unlike him to come to the palace unless something great had happened or was about to. What could have driven him to come here?
"And where is he?"
"He's waiting for you in the throne hall Your Majesty," the Knight said.
"I'll be there in a jiffy. In the meantime, tell him to make himself at home," Griffin said shifting uncomfortably in his bead. Just when he wanted to have some sleep…damn it! But this was the seer, and he couldn't be taken lightly. He picked his jacket and crown, for the first time, and stormed out of his room.
Zed was seated by the throne Hall's parlour while a maid served him wine. He could see how distracted she was, even missing the cup to just have a glimpse of him. He couldn't blame her though, and neither could he blame himself. He was just the kind of man every woman would die to spend a night with, but unfortunately, he wasn't interested in women, just like Newton.
