The Current Between Us
His voice was rough but familiar.
"Your Highness, my name is Bale, son of the late Elder Nate II. I serve you. Always."
Beatrice’s breath caught.
Bale.
Mom never spoke his name at home, but Beatrice had seen the way she looked at him when she thought no one was watching. Her mom’s old lover. A good man, once. Before greed got to him and cost him everything.
Bale’s eyes flicked to Beatrice for half a second. Something like guilt flashed there, then vanished. He knew. He always knew too much.