"Han Seo-yoon," Baek Junghwa said, his voice a soft murmur that carried across the courtyard, low and rich. "You've kept me waiting."
Wooyun bowed deeply, forcing the trembling in his hands to still. "This one apologizes for the delay, My Lord."
A smile—small and unreadable—curved Baek Junghwa's lips. "Where has your usual quick-witted charm gone? Don't tell me you've lost your way in the few weeks we haven't seen each other?"
Wooyun's lips twitched when he heard this. He wanted to retort but swallowed his smartass response once he felt Jaha's gaze on him. "Come," he said, gesturing to the empty seat across from him. "Let's see what you've been up to."
