That, at least, was a relief. Kat merely gave Silas a brief smile. He hadn't been King long, she thought; he didn't understand, she didn't think, that she can't say no to him. He's King. She's a Six. This is work-related.

She has to make it happen. There's no saying no. "I'm sure I'll fit it in." Somehow. "Do you want to have your office issue the announcement, or should I notify the PR department?"