“Ah, there you are, beloved.”

You open your eyes at the sound of Hoyeol’s familiar voice, but something’s different. It sounds more… refined. Now looking back at him, something’s definitely different. His once black hair was a pristine white and in place of his casual attire was a suit and tie.

It took a lot of effort to stifle your laughter, earning you a raised eyebrow from Hoyeol as his eloquent speech continued.

“I trust you have slept well, yes? Get dressed, we have much to do around here,” he says, dead serious. Somewhere inside those cold eyes, you swear there was a slight twitch of embarrassment in them.