*knock* *knock*
"...huh...?"
On the morning of the following day, someone knocked on the door to Zoemi's room, causing the black-haired boy to raise his head from over the book he was reading to kill the time before breakfast.
The boy checked the time but since there was still a full hour before the scheduled breakfast for the troops that he and Burushi were supposed to partake in, he had no idea what it could be about.
"(It's the boy with the fake eye, master!)"
"...?"
The first sentinel called in to inform their confused host, making Zoemi raise his brows.
It was odd, considering that after the initial meeting Devios was so busy with his own tasks that he contacted Zoemi via messengers.
Maybe the mornings were the least packed time on his schedule...?
"I am opening."
Since he already knew who the visitor was, the black-haired boy did not bother with asking out loud for confirmation of the identity and just called out before opening the door.
Hello there!
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