"My liege."

His knees hit the tiled floor beneath him gently as his voice was just as soft.

Argenti presented himself in a manner beneath his stature – beneath him – it almost insulted him in a way, for him to allow his knees to crumble so easily.

But it was okay, because it was you. It was his royal highness, so he wouldn't dare be upset by such a thing.

"You called for me?"