For a moment, no one breathed.
The court jester's painted face filled every screen, his eyes were twinkling with amusement, but the grin that stretched wider than what any human bone structure should allow…was mocking.
Everyone would be irked gazing at that grin, but surprisingly, no one reacted to it. Not one Seeker. Not even the Commander or Claude… except me.
My heart dropped the moment he spoke directly to the screen as if he was talking to me. But looking back, there was no way it could be possible, right? Of course, it would appear like he was talking to me because the camera was focused on him.
But anyone here probably thought the same way I did.
The clown's gaze didn't wander. His eyes didn't sweep the room or shift around like he was looking for someone. Though he was staring right ahead, it was right at the camera I was looking at.
Knowing that, I sighed in relief.
