Page 8 of The Knight
"The first person on the scene was a cop sent from the 911 call for an ambulance. He may have some info. They do have eyes."
Glasson rolledhiseyes. I knew he didn't trust humans with his life, especially agents of government.
"Ashlyn is being moved. I can try and relocate her here to Roseville." Ashlyn had been his charge for the longest time, which was rare for a royal heir to follow the guardian knight’s life. But Glasson was a guardian knight to this Ashlyn person. I had never met her, although I did help him locate her once, a long time ago when she ran away.
"You will make sure Emma is safe," I commanded, which, I understood, was rather bold to speak so to my prince, well, the prince of my people. Lamont would always bemyprince, the prince I served.
"How am I supposed to do that?"
"I don't know, but you can hear her melody, can’t you?"
He shrugged.
"Just keep an eye out; that is all I am asking. You know if it was Tarick's men who did this, you and I will need to stick together."
"I will watch her—and be discreet. How long?"
"Two months."
"Two months? I have to keep watch of Ashlyn, too. If Tarick’s men are on the loose and doing his bidding, then I need her close by."
"I leave in a week. Is that enough time to figure out Ashlyn’s situation?"
He furrowed his brow, and I watched him as he thought about my question. I was desperate.
"I’ll get it done. I’ll have her enrolled at your school for next year," he finally answered.
"Okay—" I didn't know why he was giving me that information.
"You need to help me keep her safe after your return."
"I'll do my best."
He nodded and turned to walk out the door. "I have to say, I am surprised at you, for leaving your charge. Perhaps, the corruption of this realm has already begun to muddle your soul."
"I'm not leaving her,andshewon'tseeyou,will she?" I chose to ignore the corruption remark. There were a lot of things that I was, but corrupt was not one of them.
"Of course not," he answered.
"Good."
"But it's still odd,” he replied.
"Everything is odd right now. Desperate times—"
"I get it, I do—but, you should really unshield your soul. You aren’t of any use if you become corrupt.”
“I am fine,” I assured him.
“I wouldn’t bet on that.”
“I let out my melody often enough, Glasson.”
“Well, I don't think I could do that to Ashlyn, just leave her—no matter how irritating she is." He turned and walked out the door.
And just like that, I had a plan, and I would figure out who had murdered my prince and protect Emma no matter the sacrifice or the cost, even if that meant leaving her for a time.
Chapter 6
