“However, they had an odd request. We normally wouldn’t entertain such an idea, but Christian Harper has a considerable amount of influence. He’s not someone you say no to lightly, even if you’re the king, and he asked for a favor of sorts on behalf of Mr. Larsen.” I was growing more confused by the minute. “What’s the favor?” “He wants to rejoin your personal security detail.” If I hadn’t been sitting, I would’ve fallen over in shock, and that was before Edvard added, “Permanently.”
