It's been three days after the internal fight king Andrew had. He sits in his office, staring obviously at a folder, but oblivious to the content.
His attention is placed somewhere else, within himself. He swirls the leather office chair around, and look outside the window. The orange rays of the sun enters through the glass and shines upon his face. He inhales, his skin glistering in the brightening light, and his lips drop.
He grabs the cup, containing strong alcohol and drinks it. He feels nothing, not even a burn, but he felt like he needed it instead of blood.
The door opens with a dim shrill, and with his ability, he is able to sense whom it is. Seth's shoe clicks as he walks towards his king. He occupies the seat, opposite to king Andrew, where there's the office table separatin
