Jordon woke up early, and he walked past Jason’s room to make sure that he was still sleeping before he went down for breakfast.
“Let him sleep for a while,” he told Smith as he sat at the table. “We don’t want any disturbances so early in the morning, given the events of last night.”
“Of course, my Lord,” smith replied with a quick bow before he served him his breakfast.
As Jordon ate slowly, he kept thinking of what he would say to Lord Thornton later. He hadn’t actually seen or spoken to the man in over a month now, and what did one even say after causing one’s family so much pain and humiliation?
It didn’t matter. He would have to think of something, and when he did arrive at Thornton house several hours later, it was unfortunate that he still didn’t have a single sentence plann
