Javier took a seat where his father always sat.
He leaned back in the chair, placing both elbows on the armrests and clasping his fingers together, his expression serious but calm, a posture that mirrored Garius's own commanding presence.
"Now, before we begin, and before I become buried in this paperwork, I want to ensure everyone is comfortable. If anyone here has not yet had breakfast, please inform Mahira so she can arrange for our chef and household staff to bring food for us."
He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the large desk and clasping his fingers together, his chin resting lightly on them. His voice was measured, carrying the natural authority of a prince without being overbearing.
"There is no need for undue stress or excessive formality regarding the work ahead. We are here to ensure the kingdom's affairs are managed efficiently, not to be overwhelmed by them. Let us proceed with clarity and cooperation."
"As you command, Your Highness."
"Good. Now, Varrick."
