"He is a Livadonian noble."
Maxi's head spun. Had she made a mistake? The situation might not have escalated so dangerously had she just allowed the man entry. As if he had read her thoughts, Riftan brushed a lock of hair from her face and kissed her cheek.
"But he lied about his claim to Kaysa. He wasn't the lord, but one of the lord's sons. When his half-brother was chosen as heir, he stole his family heirloom and fled to Wedon. I assume he was roaming around with his knights when he heard about the vast collection of treasures I'd gathered from the dragon's lair."
"D-Did he c-come here to h-harm you?"
Riftan looked at Maxi with a blank expression before bursting into laughter.
"He's not that crazy. He just never thought I'd make it from Drachium to Anatol in eight days. He made a grave miscalculation."
Maxi remembered Ruth telling her that it would take at least ten days for Riftan to arrive in Anatol. Riftan had arrived two days earlier than the sorcerer's prediction.