Chapter 1215 – Back to Nexus Prime
Lux got dressed without calling for a servant. Black shirt. Black trousers. Tailored coat. Silver cufflinks. Nothing extravagant. Which, admittedly, meant something very different when one was a Prince of Greed.
He stood before the mirror, adjusted his collar, and briefly examined himself.
The exhaustion from yesterday had mostly vanished. There was still a faint pressure behind his eyes, but compared to feeling as though the Royal Network had repeatedly slammed a cathedral bell against his skull, this was practically wellness.
Lux nodded at his reflection. "Alive. Presentable. Mildly traumatized." He walked toward the small coffee station near the sitting area and poured himself a cup.
He drank half of it while standing there. Then the other half. Lux picked up a piece of paper and wrote a short note before leaving it on the table.
"Went to see my father."
