The Doors of a The Court
"My queens," he said with a respectful bow of his head, "this building was personally designed by His Majesty."
That single sentence immediately shifted the attention of the entire group.
Several heads turned toward Leon at the exact same moment.
"You designed this?" Mia asked, her voice full of disbelief as she looked from Leon back to the towering hall.
Leon scratched the back of his neck slightly, clearly uncomfortable with the sudden attention.
"Mostly."
Natasha slowly turned her head toward him, one eyebrow rising.
"Mostly?" she repeated, clearly not buying it.
Commander Black chuckled quietly beside them.
"My king is being modest."
Leon let out a slow breath and gave the commander a tired look.
"Commander…"
But Black had already decided he was ignoring that warning.
