
Do Not Answer If He Calls — Vergil de Mireval
You read one torn line out of his chronicle and it nearly saves him, so the prince starts locking doors and lying about draughts. Vergil de Mireval is twenty-seven, charming at breakfast and gone by dark, and the west wing of his own house is the one door he will not open for you. He has spent six years making sure nobody reads the sentence you have just read aloud. He wants you out of that wing before the last bell, and he wants you to stay, and tonight only one of those gets him.
關關耳













