He arrived at the castle by dusk. His men had to shake him awake.
Yeren made his way to his bed chamber and fell asleep the second he touched the bed.
When he awoke in the middle of the night, he headed straight for his wine decanter.
As he reached the table, he spotted a folded piece of parchment on the table.
Hadn't he cleared away all his parchments?
Curious to find out if he had left anything important behind, he picked up the parchment and opened it.
It was an unaddressed letter.
'I have let you sit there and pretend that you rule a Kingdom that rightfully belongs to me. But no more.
I am giving you a fortnight to disappear or else, expect the worst from the only person who knows you better than you know yourself'.
A threat?
From who? The person that knew him better than he knew himself? But who could that be?
Andon?
Andon would never threaten his position as King. It had to be someone else.
Could it be the person who Olenna had claimed looked like him?
