“Am I interrupting something?”

Liam asked. His voice was controlled, but it carried unmistakable authority. He stood there, slightly leaning forward, his gaze far too attentive to be casual.

Charles rose immediately, almost on instinct.

“Not at all, cousin,” he said, extending his hand. “How have you been?”

Liam shook his hand firmly, without smiling and without prolonging the gesture. Then he took Olivia’s hand with the same quiet firmness and gave a brief nod, making it clear it was time to l