89

Nerthus

I already have a bad feeling as I step out of my building.

Naturally, I prepared myself for a night out with Bridget and didn’t cancel our date. I had informed her about the fact that I probably wouldn’t make it because of work, but I wanted to provoke Arawn anyway.

That’s just the way we are.

Bridget took it quite well, even if I think she might have been high anyway.

A group of six men are standing distributed on the walkway without seemingly interacting with each other.

The perks of shouting your lungs off against a King I guess.

“Miss Flannings?” The bulkiest of them says in an accent I could swear from his accent that he is one of the men who escorted me home last night.

He opens a car door for me and crosses his hands before his frame as he straightens back up. Wrinkling my nose, I walk to the car reluctantly.

Not that I would have any other choice.

“They know me as Rogers here if you don’t mind.”

“I understand. I apologize, Ms. Rogers.”

He remains unmoved and I flash h