There was a knock on the door—one so sudden in fact, that it had me jumping in my seat, turning to see who it was that had done so. As if I actually had the ability to see through objects and I didn’t know it. Despite the urgency with which the person had knocked, they managed to stay behind the door long enough for my father to make his way there and open it himself. The moment that I recognised the person to be Dae, I felt my surprise leave my body.
I should have known that it would be him.
Who else would make such a fuss around my father, and have the audacity to knock on his study in that manner? The answer to that question was quite simple, as it was nobody. Nobody other than another King, who felt like he had the right to treat someone like that.
“Is she here?”
