"So, how did the mission go?"
Shepard's voice reverberated loud and clear as he seized Adam by the shoulder and walked to the second side room.
As he did, Nathan's emerald eyes followed their movement like a tiger discovered before its ambush. Then, he shook his head and sighed. The arcanist always yawned and played with pens or even mana, despite his best efforts to educate him about rulership and planning.
"Is it his way to punish me?" He muttered, glaring at Adam's back as the room's door closed shut.
Meanwhile, Adam stepped into Shepard's sleeping room. Everything in it screamed luxury as he eyed the many high-tiered material containers littering the floor.
'Did he move his treasury here?'
The thought crossed his mind like a spring breeze before he focused on his mentor's twisted face.
"I want to kill him."
