Vidvan nearly had a heart attack, wheeling about from where he stood at his desk. There was no confusing who stood there in front of him – Tavesh. That was surprising enough, even before Vidvan considered all of the other reasons the man could not have been there.
“Wh-what?” Vidvan didn’t sound nearly as surprised as he felt, but there was still plenty of it.
“Your name,” Tavesh said again. “Is it Vidvan? I’m making an educated guess.”
Vidvan nodded, trying to pull himself together. “You shouldn’t be here. How did you get in here?”
“I’ll leave. But I had to know your name. My apologies.” Tavesh made an exaggerated bow.
He had to know that Vidvan could have him killed for this. Accusing someone of entering the tower when they weren’t invited. Which he could not have been. If he had been, he would be accompanied. No one else was here.
Then he left, before Vidvan could say anything else.