The Red Empress, catching his expression, immediately understood what he was thinking. She rolled her head slightly. "You wouldn't be giving me that look had you actually gone through the files in your main office," she said, irritation clear in her voice. "The information was there, marked as important, no less. But why would you bother with that, when you'd rather admire the beautifully crafted view beyond your window—your own creation?"
At that, Kallus's face turned red. He recalled the stack of files in red covers sitting on his desk—ones he had ignored, thinking he would go through them after a tea session. And now, here he was.
"Alright, alright… let's forget that. Continue with what you were saying," he said quickly, knowing better than to let this continue any further—or who knew how much more she would drag him for it.
The Red Empress merely smirked, letting out a soft "hmph," before continuing.
