The atmosphere thickened, an unseen weight pressing down on everyone's presence. Duke Frost, Ryan, and Marina sat in silence, their faces frowning in deep thought. Jin watched them, his brows knitted in throbbing pain, holding back his twisting stomach.
Unbothered by the heavy atmosphere, Jin's hand moved like a shadow as he snatched another cookie from the plate. He tossed it to his mouth, savoring the sweet taste as a blissful grin spread across his lips.
Reaching for his silver cup, he took a sip to wash away the lingering taste in his tongue, 'I think that's enough! Any more than this, the other will notice the disappearance'.
A gentle knock on the door shattered the heavy atmosphere. They turned toward the door, and it creaked open to reveal a figure of a girl around Jin's age.
"Excuse me, Father." A clear, bell-like voice rang out as she entered the room gracefully and approached the Duke's seat.
