Ghost was sitting on the couch, his legs crossed, a pillow on his lap and on the pillow was a book he was currently flipping through. It belonged to Soren, and he had nothing better to do. He should have gone after Silas and Royal; he had hardly seen the two of them interact, and he wanted to know how they would fill the awkward silences that they would surely stumble upon. Silas wasn’t a talkative person, and from what he had gathered of Royal, he seemed to be infatuated with Isaiah, not particularly close with any other person in the entire house.
Although muted, he could hear Erza and Morgan working away in their home office on the first floor. It seemed that they spent more time at home rather than in the office, and it often made him wonder why they had such massive buildings if the
