I was reaching for fresh parchment when Louis appeared in the doorway, his usually composed expression carrying a note of uncertainty that immediately put me on alert.
"My lord," he said, inclining his head with the precise courtesy that marked him as one of the castle's most reliable servants. "You asked to be informed when Miss Montgomery returned to her chambers."
She's back. The knowledge sent an unexpected surge of relief through my chest, followed immediately by anticipation that made my wolf pace with barely contained energy.
Send the invitation now, the beast urged. While she's settling in, while the day's discoveries are fresh in her mind.
"Excellent timing," I said, sealing the invitation I'd just written with perhaps more haste than dignity demanded. "Please deliver this to
