Killian kept his head forward.
He never looked around the office or made eye contact with the judgemental looks of his ancestors' pictures hanging in the room.
His father was seated at the table opposite him, sipping a bitter herbal tea that he took for his heart.
Killian waited for the third sip, before clearing his throat. Something he knew his father disliked.
His father's hand paused mid-air, and he dropped the tea on the table. However, he didn't glare at Killian in his usual reaction but forced a smile.
"You must be busy now that you have finally awakened something. How is it going for you?"
'Finally awakened something'. Keith's exact words.
The reminder that his twin brother had become a second version of his father made Killian lower his head in front of the man. "It's fine."
There was silence for a while. His father took the third sip. "You also become a top scorer even with the Fire Element. That is really hard to believe."
