Kyren's POV
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"L–Lord Kyren..." Sylas stuttered, his face going pale when his eyes locked with the rogue king.
The lad took a few steps away from the library door and quickly bowed while Elian stood still. His little flame seemed more annoyed than bothered, folding his arms in front of his chest.
"Forgive me, I was just showing your mate the library... At his request." Sylas continued, not daring to raise his head. "Please, don't revoke my access to the library. I've learnt so much in the little time you've given me and it's become a haven."
Kyren rolled his eyes, placing his arms behind his back as he stepped forward slowly. He didn't say anything, nor did he make any gestures to signal Sylas to rise.
Most of his attention was on Elian who soon spoke up. "You and the others are finally done with your banter? Or did you kill them first?"
