Xiran was descending the stairs when he heard what Treia had said. He had gone away on an urgent business and it hadn't gone well. He was already in a sour mood and didn't want to hear bickering on his return.
Everyone stood up as he came into view except Aselia who had stuffed her mouth with numerous chicken nuggets. Carios rushed to his side: "Sire, we had no clue you will be returning early."
"It wasn't my plan but things didn't go according to my wishes. What's going on here?" He eyed everyone. "We were just having a small gathering to eat and drink." Carios bowed slightly.
"Get me something strong as well." Carios instantly rushed toward the bar. Xiran promenaded over to Treia who bowed down as she saw him approach. After sitting comfortably on the sofa with his elbows resting on the sofa's arms and his hands clasped together he glared at Treia. "What did you just call Aselia?"
