Aevernan was momentarily taken aback upon encountering Governor Rostov.
Rostov was surprised to see the normally composed Minister of the Department of Roads so flustered. What could cause such a seasoned politician to lose his composure?
"Don't worry, take your time," Rostov gestured to Aevernan to calm his emotions. Politicians, after all, must maintain control in times of confusion.
Seeing the young Aevernan agitated, Rostov sighed inwardly. The young were always short on patience, wearing their thoughts on their faces—a sign of immaturity that would be tempered with time.
Aevernan took a deep breath, regaining his usual composure as the Minister of the Department of Roads. During his relatively short career in the Luona City Administrative Office, he had learned to speak clearly when necessary, and hold his silence when it was not.
