“Thanks.” I murmured.

“So what did the Faceless say he wants?” he inquired.

I handed a document over to Ivy and instructed her to give it to him.

She collected it, and as she proceeded, I gave a hint.

“We will be happy if the proposal is approved on your end,” I stated firmly.

Ivy handed it over to him and returned to stand beside me, while the others positioned themselves behind me.

His eyes swept across the paper and a crooked smile appeared on his lips.

“It is easier said than done,” he muttered.

“And what is that supposed to mean?” I demanded.

“If King Valtor really cares about...