Chapter 674: The Weight of What Remains Unspoken
Orion was already dressed when Noctis spoke.
His home was quiet, and he wasn't certain he liked it. Sophia was not with him, and that was exactly why it felt wrong. Her scent was everywhere; this was practically her home now. She had clothes here too, but she had insisted on going to her own place to bathe.
He did not like it. They could have bathed together, but he also knew she needed space after everything—and with what was coming. So he let her be. Still, he knew he would have to convince her soon to simply move in with him. There was no use in her staying apart anymore.
He stood near the table where he had just finished adjusting his tunic, hands briefly still as he straightened the fabric over his chest.
As he did so, he tried to calm himself over what might happen during the meeting.
That was when Noctis spoke.
*Are you not going to ask me anything?*
Orion paused in place.
