Rick stepped into the room. "Master Godfrey, I'm sorry to disturb you, but His Royal Highness, Prince Walter of the United Kingdom and acting Mr. London on the High Council of the Seven Heads has sent an invite to the House of Order, officially requesting to meet the master of the House."
Godfrey looked at the neatly dressed butler. "Wow. You should have just said the prince has agreed to use our aid."
Rick drew a deep breath. "I must address the prince with the prestige he deserves. In his presence or without it."
Leaning back, Godfrey nodded. "I can see that. You called me Master Godfrey, quite respectfully."
Rick nodded. "Because you deserve it. I've seen the way you treat Lady Selyne and the steps you're currently taking. You're like the young Arthur."
Rick's facial expression relaxed the moment he mentioned Arthur.
Godfrey came down from the bed, facing the window. His bare muscular back became wider as he flexed, massaging his shoulders.
