Red lingered in the office for a moment, her eyes scanning his face for any reaction. "Will you go?"
Ezra set the envelope down on his desk, folding his hands together. "I suppose I don't have a choice." He said dryly.
Red smirked, shaking her head. "Wouldn't want to keep the Lord waiting."
"I doubt he's waiting for me." Ezra laughed.
Red snorted at that. She gave him a final smile and left the room, leaving him alone with his thoughts once again.
He glanced at the envelope, knowing this was one obligation he'd have to fulfill. He'd rather spend the night at home with his wives than do this but the City Lord was not a man to be messed with.
James Harlow was the second prince Ezra had ever met, but unlike Griffin, Harlow was different. More powerful.
Ezra didn't need to be told that James was a full Prince, with all the authority and power that came with the title.
