Hamilton frowned when Caspian called Zenon to his office. “What? It’s past midnight! Let the man take some rest, you workaholic King.”
Caspian knew that he was killing the mood of the room. However, he didn’t want to waste a whole night after what they all went through.
So, he said in an apologetic tone, “I know it is past midnight. But I still have a lot of things to sort out. I can’t exactly go and sleep when there are so many things to take care of.”
Zenon looked at Hamilton and said with an unbothered smile on his face, “Oh, it’s alright, Lord Hamilton. I stayed here thinking that the King might need me to do something. It’s my duty to assist him whenever he needs me. So, I am okay.”
Hamilton shrugged and mumbled, “Well, if you say so…”
Zenon chugged down the whole glass of blood and quickly got up on his feet. He looked at Hamilton and Vincent, and then asked, “I think you two might have to continue without me. I will listen to the two of you some other time.”
