"I thought he'd appreciate the artistic touch." It had been, after all, Elisha who'd taught Carlos how to draw - at those times when the tremble in the king's hands was quelled enough to allow him to demonstrate with a pencil. It also, frankly, seemed like the kind of thing Elisha would have done had old king Alexander ever pushed him into security.

He just raised a brow, though. And Ty wondered why he resisted challenging up further. No one dragged Sevens into meetings with royals to argue about budgets. The paperwork, Carlos could handle. The potential of having to discuss things with Catherine Munwane or Elisha Kagan was enough to give any reasonable Club pause.

"Oh, don't worry, Ty," he drawled. "I won't make any of them run away screaming. Try not to run away screaming from the director of finance." Those accountants, after all. Probably more terrifying than the rest of them combined.