CHAPTER 139

ZYLIAH'S POV

I knocked on the door of his library, my nerves wrought with tension. I hoped this would be productive. It was the only way for me. I couldn't do it without his permission.

No response.

I knocked again. Urgently and a bit louder this time.

"Who's there?" He sounded gruff. Was he busy?

"It's me. Zyliah."

"Come in."

I opened the door. There he was, sitting behind his desk, documents scattered. My eyes covertly scanned the corner beside his chair. The documents ...