The Invisible Heir
“Now, what do you want? Did Vera send you?”
“I don’t work for Vera, or anyone, Master Julian.” The woman bowed slightly as she spoke. “Forgive my sudden appearance, but we didn’t think this was something that could wait. I’m Athena from the Crosswell family.” Her voice was calm, but there was a noticeable hint of determination in it.
The Crosswell family? Julian’s eyes narrowed as he tried to remember the name, but nothing came to mind. The silence grew in the room as he tried to remember, and after a moment, he gave up trying to recall anything.