"Thank you. You may leave now, Ruby," Riley said, his voice calm but firm. He had plans—plans that required solitude.
There was no way he could properly explore his Void Sanctuary with Ruby around, deciphering his every move.
The woman was sharp, too sharp. Her keen eyes never missed a thing, and he wasn't in the mood to have his every expression analyzed.
Ruby, however, remained unfazed. She tilted her head slightly, amusement flickering in her eyes.
"Won't you at least wear the crown, young master Riley?" she asked, her smile as composed as ever.
Riley let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "And look like a clown in your eyes? Why not?"
Despite his words, he reached for the golden crown beside him and placed it atop his head. The cool metal pressed against his dark hair as he adjusted it slightly. Then, he turned to Ruby, smirking.
"Do I look kingly enough now?" he joked, spreading his arms as if expecting applause.
