They were....
...Getting used to each other.
Morning came slower than usual.
Not because the sun rose late.
But because the silence in the penthouse felt… different.
Softer.
Less distant.
Iren woke up without the usual sharp awareness that came with staying somewhere that wasn't entirely his.
For a moment, he stayed still, staring at the ceiling.
Something felt off.
Not wrong.
Just unfamiliar.
Then it clicked.
No footsteps.
No staff moving outside the hallway.
No quiet activity that usually started before he even got up.
The apartment was… still.
Iren frowned slightly and sat up.
That was new.
By the time he stepped out of his room, the difference was clearer.
The space felt quieter than it ever had.
Not empty.
But controlled in a different way.
He walked toward the main area, expecting to see the usual morning setup
Staff preparing breakfast.
Light conversation in low voices.
Movement.
Instead
There was none.
Just Kael.
