“Pardon the intrusion sir,” Ezra said as he stepped into the rather dark, stately room.
Dosing on the bed where he had fallen asleep over a chessboard Royce Worthington grunted and jerked awake. Ezra tugged at the heavy curtains pulling them back to let the afternoon light flood the room. Royce practically snarled.
“I didn’t call for you.”
“Yes sir.”
“I didn’t want more light.”
“Yes sir,” Ezra sighed coming to the bed. “Brunch is ready. I thought you might like to join everyone in the garden.”
“And why would you think that?” Royce turned his attention to the board considering his next move.
“Master Nicolas has just arrived. He brought a woman.”
Royce hesitated as he set down his knight. He frowned, “So the boy is actually going to play his father’s game. I thought he had more sens
