Everything was falling into place, as Sterling said it would. The only concern now was the wheat crops and keeping the Duchess and future heir to Everton and the Eastcarin Empire safe.
In these next few months, things would become more dangerous and trying for the Duke and Duchess and their unborn child.
Many would seek to injure or even attempt to kill the Duchess once it was discovered she was carrying the Duke's heir.
Merrick, like the loyal knight and guard he was, quietly followed the Duke at a distance, keeping his eyes sharp, looking for potential trouble. Something told him to trail the Duke once he left the kitchen.
There was something in these halls watching his commander.
He scanned their surroundings as they walked through them, and the hair on his nape stood on end. Merrick could sense someone waiting. Although strangely, he did not sense whoever it was to be a threat.
