Arthur
“The duke is in a bad mood.”
Sila stated. She was talking with Edmund during their lunchtime in the dining hall of the research institute.
“Bad mood?” Edmund asked, clueless about the situation because he wasn’t with Arthur until just now.
“Yeah.” Sila nodded, taking a sip of the blood from the glass before she continued. “Just a few minutes ago, the researchers and him were having a discussion about some autopsy related matters, when suddenly his face creased into a deep and scary frown. Even Tika and Byul who would always fight during the meeting mellowed down after seeing his expression.”
“Really now?” Edmund darted his gaze throughout the dining hall. As the topic came up, Edmund remembered that Arthur would always eat lunch with him. Even if he didn’t, he would send a brie
