But soon he relaxed.
He sighed inwardly, once again lamenting his own tragic fate.
Why had he ever agreed to Seoryun's request to come and trick this black-haired knight into getting back to work?
After spending too much time in the human world, Illiya truly felt that he had become far more devious.
Humans… really were bad influences on elves.
A few more days passed after Seoryun and Darius finished handling the final affairs.
"…So honestly, I'd rather be locked up than continue working," Seoryun said after signing the last of the documents.
He then slumped lifelessly in his chair and let out a sigh like a weary office drone. "This lifestyle is really not for me."
Darius didn't respond. He stretched his sore limbs nearby, trying to ease the aching in his body.
He had no idea how many stacks of files he had carried for Seoryun during this time, how many times he had poured tea or water for others, and how often he had to soothe the irritable king.
