Blues [POV]

Luc led us to a small room. There was a window right beside the table through which a pleasant breeze was coming in.

"Make yourself comfortable," Luc said.

I sat down on a chair at the table right while Luc sat down on the other side.

Ezekiel stood behind me. It felt weird to sit down while someone was standing.

"You can sit down too, Ezekiel," I said.

"I am fine, Your Highness," he said in his usual cold voice.

"No, it's really alright. I won't feel good if you keep ...