Chapter 28

"If the present world go astray, the cause is in you, in you it is to be sought."

-Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy

I turned around to tell him to get lost when we reached the top floor, but Arthur had something entirely different in mind. The doors to the room opposite were wide open and he pushed me inside, shutting them behind us with his left leg. A fresh dose of anger boiled my blood, but at the same time his presence was like an antidote for all my pains.

"Two seconds," he told me and then cracked the door open slightly. "Jon, make sure that no one enters or passes through this door. Am I making myself clear?"

"Yes, Your Highness," said Jonathan, and then Arthur shut the door in front of his face. I glanced around the room and scratched my head, slightly taken back by its size. This must have been one of the private suites. A four-poster wooden bed stood in the middle, there were a couple of leathers sofas by the window, a huge TV with other high-end gadgets.