Ambrose is in his study. I’m surprised he’s up at such a late hour, but the fire still burns in his room as he reads a book beside the hearth.

Sebastian steps inside first, clearing his throat to catch his brother’s attention.

The king looks up, his expression blank until he sees me. My face must reveal something to him because he frowns.

“What is it?” he asks. He closes the book he’s reading and stands.

“We need to ...