Morte wondered why Ryze was so on edge. If he didn't want to see them, then he shouldn't have asked them to have breakfast with him. It wasn't as if he enjoyed spending time with him either. What he wanted was to find a private place with Esadora and talk to her but she was avoiding him like the plague. She hadn't wanted to even step foot in his quarters let alone spend the night in the same room with him. Her reluctance to be with him was starting to piss him off. He wanted to make her comfortable, give her everything she wanted but if she continued to resist him, he would have to use force.
"I'm done. Let's go" he told her pushing his chair back. She gave him a sideways glance.
"If you're done you can leave on your own. Why do I have to come with you?"
"You haven't touched your pla
