Novel & Cerita The Guest

At this moment, the guests are waiting in the pink middle hall and hear Betty's voice. The two guests immediately stand up and greet Betty. When Betty comes in and sees the guests, her gloomy face suddenly brightens up, as it turns out, one of the guests opposite her is a sunny young man.

“Oh, I’m just curious. I’ve heard Arianna Aliz is a regular here. Quite the celebrity, right? I imagine it must be exciting to have someone like her around.” I leaned on the counter, resting my chin in my hand as the clerk’s eyes flicked over me, his expression wary. Then he shook his head, his professionalism doubling down and his posture stiffening even more. “I’m sorry, but I can’t discuss any of our guests. We value their confidentiality.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes. He was a tough one, but I didn’t want to give up just yet. Leaning in slightly, I lowered my voice, adding a touch of intimacy. “Come on, a little gossip never hurt anyone. I won’t tell a soul.”

Rowan knocked like he wanted the wood to understand who was in charge. I stood, smoothed my blouse automatically, and opened it. A woman stood there holding a tray. Mid-thirties, dark hair pulled into a neat bun, expression polite in a way that looked practiced. Staff. “Ms. Carter,” she said. “I’m Lila. I handle guest needs.” Guest needs. That phrasing was designed to make you feel taken care of instead of managed. “Hi, Lila,” I said warmly. “Jordan is fine.” Her smile flickered, just slightly. “Jordan, then. I brought tea and a light meal in case you haven’t eaten.”

Standing directly in front of the grand entrance. Music poured out from inside. Violins. Piano. Soft elegant melodies filling the air. Warm golden light spilled across the floor. Welcoming. Bright. Blinding. An attendant stepped forward immediately. Head bowed respectfully. “Alpha Kael. Alpha Riven. Alpha Lucien.” His voice was calm. Professional. Polished. Then His gaze shifted toward me. Curious. Respectful. But surprised. “And… your guest.” Guest. That word felt strange. Unfamiliar.

I hoped this man would arrive today because I was going to curse him for the whole month if he would not show his ass up here. I looked around when I was done. It looked spotless, and things seemed to be in the right places. I was ready to bail out when I caught a very distinctly male voice, and it was not Keene’s. Our guest had finally arrived. Great! There was something in his accent that seemed different. An Irish? Australian? Thanks, mate. Oh, British! Our guest is a freaking Brit? How in the hell did he find this place? I scurried toward the living room when the sunlight entered the cabin, indicating that Keene or our guest just entered.

"Good to see you're less busy and living the life." I folded my hands, frowning at him, "I thought this had to do with His Majesty because why else would you personally come to knock on my door." "His Majesty’s mother, The Royal Mother, has ordered you to prepare a room in the Guest wing." "Oh," I murmured, "Is someone special coming?" "The King is expecting a guest. That's all you need to know. And you are in charge of managing the guest's stay." "When will the guest arrive?" I asked, surprised Grace would put me in charge of a guest." "This evening." Barrett replied and walked away.

She said we still had guests. "Guests?" I looked at her in confusion. "It's Mrs. Gale and her son," she explained. "Mrs. Gale?"

"I appreciate your hospitality." Viktor nods slightly, and we instantly understand the circumstances that have brought us together. In our world, a guest is someone who needs to hide or is being hidden away. I look around in wonder at the country inn located outside of Twin Rivers. Inside, the building is relaxed and homey, not the over-the-top display of wealth I expect from someone of Andrei Barinov's importance. I grin at the quaint pictures on the wall of farmers working and marvel at the fireplace made entirely of river stones. "Does someone live here?" I ask, looking at a knitted throw tossed over a stuffed armchair.

The door slowly opened; Max peeked his head in. “Am I disturbing you?” He asked. “Not at all, come in,” Garrett said. Max moved closer to Garrett and Jade, he bowed before he spoke. “Our guests are here, if you'd like you can come downstairs.” He smiled. “Go ahead Garrett I will hang up here,” Jade said. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Yep.”

' Anna Garcia's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this. 'Sister Kristen Healey, what gift?' 'Just go home and see.' Kristen Oliver smiled and motioned, saw the phone light up, opened it and looked at it. It's a message from Gavin, saying that he will go back early in the evening. There are guests at home. Kristen Oliver asked about the guest and didn't reply. Strange, what guest, so cautious? 'SybilInn, are there any guests at home?' Kristen Oliver asked casually, and Anna Garcia shook her head.