Touched by the master
LORD KAEL
After the injured slave had been taken away and the girl escorted out, I ran a hand through my hair, disturbing the perm.
"Oh, now you've gone to spoil your perm, Kael," Elias said, and he sipped more of his wine.
He was more concerned about my hair then he was concerned about my life. I never really understood the man but I knew he was someone that I couldn't trust as a political ally.
Elias Thorne was good at digging up secrets and I knew he had a lot of them, mostly about people he considered both friends and enemies, because you never knew what might turn up in the future.