Simon didn't move from the gate.
He had expected the Sovereign to call for him. He had even prepared himself for the possibility of being questioned about things he didn't want to answer.
But this?
His gaze followed the guide's to the woman standing in the sitting room behind him. Lilith had stopped beside the curved staircase, her golden eyes fixed on the grey-robed figure as though she had already been expecting this.
Simon turned back to the guide.
"Why does the Sovereign want to see her?"
The guide's expression didn't change.
But the air around him did.
It became colder. Not much, but enough that Simon felt it against his skin.
"You are asking me why?"
"Yes."
"The Sovereign's Will is absolute, Blackmoon." The guide's voice remained calm, but every word was carefully weighed. "It is not something to be questioned. It is something to be obeyed."
Simon frowned.
He understood the words. He simply didn't like them.
