The young Roderick was slouching as he stepped into the room, while his dad had strolled in the Zero's door with confident strides, walking in grandly like he knew who was more superior, who held the power in this room.
Lord Zero was already waiting inside. Besides being consumed by old age, this man had not changed much over the years. He still bore the same weak chin and the same old hairstyle, though one could see how the gray color had overcome the once black hair.
The beady sapphire eyes had sparkled when they landed on them and a smile stretched too wide was starting to cause Zeke to shift uncomfortably. All in all, this old man was not a pretty sight to see, even in sophisticated regalia.
A young woman was seated beside him. Clement.
