"Lord, everyone is present in the hall area," Grant came to the study once more to inform. I don't know why I'm still here in this room when I already know how chilling the air is just by standing beside him.
"I will go with you," I said while following Grant. Alex did the same, but the only difference between us and him is the sword. The way he is aggressively holding the sword is so terrifying, even though his face is as cold as always.
With each step toward the hall, a sense of dread settled over me. I couldn't help but wonder if I had unwittingly walked into a situation that would only bring more chaos and confusion. Alex's presence beside me was both reassuring and unsettling, his sword gleaming ominously in the dim light.
