Bertrand waited until the next time Micah was assigned to him. He didn’t have to wait long.
When he was up to mischief, she was their first choice. The only Erembour agent that could pace his magic.
He waited until they were alone deep in the castle.
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Where are you going? There are no royal guards here. This is dangerous.”
“Yes, it is.” Bertrand grinned, pulled her against him, and kissed her.