The first hour passed quietly with Cain sitting on a sofa and Frank standing silently behind him.
But while Cain looked completely unconcerned, his legs dangling back and forth with nonchalance, Frank looked like he was going to explode.
"You'll get wrinkles if you keep frowning like that! We've gone through this many times already. One would think you'll already be used to it."
"I'm sorry, My Lord, it's just… it's just… annoying!" Frank said, finding it hard to explain just how pissed off he was.
"I'm just worried that he might leave us waiting for longer than he did before, which was about five—"
"Have you forgotten about the meeting? Even if he wanted to, we still need some time to talk before the meeting is convened!" Cain responded, his gaze shifting around the room with a bored expression on his face as he looked around.
