Chapter 210: Tales of Sight

Melissandre "I need to talk to you." Melissandra turned around to find Frederick standing in the doorway of her home. She blinked in surprise, her eyes narrowing slightly as she regarded him. "I distinctly remember you’re supposed to be in a court meeting right now, am I correct?" Her tone was cool, yet curious. Frederick shook his head, dismissing the concern with a wave of his hand. "Your mate will handle them for me. This is important." "More important than running your pack?" she asked, watching as he took a seat without waiting for an invitation. She noticed how Frederick was like that—if he trusted you, he would make your home his home. It was something she didn’t mind in the slightest. If anything, she sometimes enjoyed his company and welcomed it. It made her feel important, as though she were a priestess once again. "I know that your pack does not allow me to sit in my office and do my job," she continued, her voice tinged with both amusement and frustration. "But I fully