LIA'S POV
King George is already sitting at the dining table, looking over a piece of paper when Logan and I arrive, and he appears not in a good mood. He didn't even flinch when we entered. He is totally immersed in the paper in front of him. Usually, he jumps out of his seat to welcome us cheerfully whenever we arrive in this circumstance; he always feels our presence.
Logan takes my hand and guides me to our usual seats.
"Hello, father. Is everything okay? You look so serious." Logan says as we take our seats.
King George put down the paper and looked at Logan and then at me. "Sorry I haven't noticed you two have arrived," he says in a straight voice. I'm not used to seeing King George in this mood. It makes me feel uncomfortable.
"It's okay. We should be sorry
