"YOUR MAJESTY, Duke Sloane has arrived and he's requesting for your audience."
Nikolai stopped writing on his paper work to look up at Count Kyle Sprouse– his personal aide.
Kyle was a tall, lanky man with blonde hair, green eyes, and huge eyebags. His white complexion didn't look normal anymore. It looked like he turned pale due to exhaustion. Still, despite his obvious haggardness, he was still dressed sharply.
[All nobles are careful when it comes to taking care of their image after all.]
"You're only a few years older than me but it looks like you've aged so much since the last time that I saw you," Nikolai commented while leaning against his chair. "What happened to you, Kyle?"
