Frederick Akhekh casually strolled into the huge throne room with a frown on his face. It had been a long time since his father summoned him like this at the break of dawn.
He coldly looked around the room, before his gaze settled on the young woman standing next to his vibrating father. The man had far too much energy for his age.
"There you are!" Cadmus bellowed as soon as he caught sight of the tall and elegant man with his typical nonchalant expression.
"What is the meaning of this, son?" The old man crossed his arms and gave the man a stern look, while the other party sighed and walked over to the throne to casually sit on it, even letting out a yawn.
"It's too early in the morning for this, father." Frederick clapped his hands and when a guard rushed to him, he whispered something in his ears.
"You!" Cadmus bellowed and walked closer to the throne, dragging Sylvia along with him as he went.
