In truth, Zayn was lying. The wooden craving indeed blocked sound, but if someone held its paired counterpart, they could eavesdrop on the conversation. And that counterpart was in the hands of Josiah, the elderly man accompanying him.

"The fact that His Majesty values my talents is a great honor," Felix said with a polite smile. "However, I've always lived freely, and it was Harmony Clinic that nurtured me. I'm afraid I cannot accept the offer."

Zayn was inwardly pleased—this wasn't even some