"Michael…"
Anasthasia saw the subtle dark circle under the eyes. His lips twitched as though he couldn't spit the words he wanted to speak. From his profile, the bone structure was well-defined and in-depth, albeit in an ill note.
Michael's astonishment shifted rather quickly when he noticed the twins were already in good shape. His mouth curled up so warmly.
"Levi, Liam…"
"Your Highness—" Before they could finish, Michael, in an ash grey cloak, crushed them in his embrace. Levi stunned, opening his mouth but closed when he saw Liam landed his arm on Michael's back.
There Levi knew it wasn't the right moment. He adjusted his black-framed glasses and did the same as with his brother: a casual pat.
"...Mike, we're here safe and sound. We failed you, we're—"
