by Laura R Cole
CHAPTER 11
Rhys tossed a knife into the air, flipping it, and then caught it again. He repeated it again and again while Levi looked through more and more paperwork. He’d asked Rhys to come pick up the documents to bring them back to the vaults, but had then found one last stack to sort through as soon as Rhys arrived. Rather than make the trek twice, he had opted to simply wait around. He threw the knife up again.
Levi suddenly looked up from the papers he was combing through with a concerned expression. “I found something,” he said. Rhys nearly cut his hand in half as his concentration was broken and he lost track of the blade’s spin. Luckily, he corrected his grab just in time and caught it, putting the knife away in his belt.
“Well?” Rhys prompted when the obvious follow-up wasn’t forthcoming.
“Not only were people plotting against the Princess to discredit her, but it appears that something has prompted them to more definitive action. This letter is dated just yesterday.”
“What do you mean by definitive action?”
“I believe they plan to kill her,” Levi answered ominously. “Today.”
“Who is it?” Rhys demanded.
In response, Levi lifted the papers so that Rhys could see. Suddenly forgetting everything else, Rhys sprinted back to the palace.