Kel walked into the elegantly decorated room. Just as expected, he found the owner of the room behind a study desk covered in numerous documents and books.
The owner was a man who was dressed in humble clothes, but were ones that suited his status. He sat quietly, gently, and serenely behind the study desk, and as he flipped through the pages, creating rustling sounds, he silently read the book in his hand.
Kel arrived before the wide desk in three large strides. He found an empty space on the desk, then jumped on the table to sit on it an in extremely inelegant fashion.
He winked and grinned at the owner of the room, who sighed and put down his pen to cast a glance at him before he shook his head in resignation. Then, he lowered his head again to read the book in his hand once more.
Kel raised his eyebrow as a response.
He did not have to be wary in this place, and neither did he have to worry.
