"I'm worried."
Conan whispered as he bent over to speak with Isaiah. Standing behind the settee, Isaiah was perching inside the emperor's office. The latter only cast Conan a nonchalant look before setting his eyes at the emperor sitting behind his desk.
"He's alright," Isaiah reassured, watching Abel arrange pieces of papers on the desk silently.
"Really?" Conan scrunched his nose up, setting his judgmental eyes at Abel. "Doesn't look like it."
Ever since this morning, when Aries left, Abel never stood up from that spot. Until now that it was nighttime, Abel was still in his office, arranging pieces of paper on the desk. The two weren't nagging him to rest, knowing it was actually better to see him do something than do nothing at all.
Isaiah had been keeping an eye on Abel. The latter would surely abduct Aries. Why did Abel even think of sending Aries to the Maganti Empire if he couldn't stand her absence?
