The Rise of AzkovalChapter 52 The Cold Light of Day
Joseph awoke not with the sunlight but instead to a gentle hand shaking his shoulder. He sat up and found Celestine’s face illuminated by a candle. “Your Highness, please come; it is urgent, I believe,” she said softly. Joseph was in his office where he’d retreated to ponder what had transpired in the dungeon the night before. He was positive that he had locked the door to keep out unwanted visitors. He was equally positive that it hadn’t hindered Celestine’s entrance in the...