章節 237: Grip

Dominic sucked in a deep breath before nodding his head and sighing as he averted his gaze from Boris. He continued his walk down the hallway with them following close behind him. "Fine…" he rolled his eyes, "if that's what you think is good for me."

"If you think it's not good for you, your highness, then by all means you can go ahead with your previous thought," Kalmin suggested with a small shrug to which Dominic chuckled. 

"I see you have grown more open and free," Dominic grinned, "it's good to know that each one of your words won't be stoic and monotone now. You have more… energy."

"Pardon me, your highness, but with what energy? I'm buried under boats of paperwork each day, it's so bad that I'm scared my fingers will start eroding away my quill's grip," Kalmin retorted as he rolled his eyes, "not to mention having to deal with so many people everyday… I won't be surprised if my future dream will be to have everyone's mouth taped off."