It was barely in the morning, Micah woke up from his bed and took his bath. All for no reason.
He knew he shouldn't be overly concerned about the fact the woman he was supposed to get married to is still in the enemies' hands.
Ever since Hazel's parents died from the werewolves, Micah had grown a different deadly hatred towards them and he wanted anything he owned out of that kingdom no matter what.
All that he was doing now was to keep himself from getting too worked out by the thoughts of Hazel.
He shouldn't even be worried, since last night, his two men had gone to bring her. They had told him that they might not bring her early since they would need to reschedule their plans and found the best way she could escape. So he only gave them three days.
Now...he was bored.
As he continued with the papers he was looking at, he thought of something.
He was really bored and lonely and needed to go to the brothel and settle his mind.