"Well then, dismissed."
"Yes, Princess."
James bowed to Felicia before turning and leaving the throne room. The farce for today had ended, and it was time for James to retreat into his room.
The old minister listened to the door behind him close as he let out a sigh. His trusted assistant, a young man with glasses, came to him. He was a slightly chubby guy with an innocent look on his face... But James knew how much of a shrewd bastard he was.
"Merlin."
James acknowledged the young man as he walked forward. Merlin caught up to his lord while panting.
"M-my lord... Hah... H-how..."
"Take a deep breath, Merlin. We have time."
James sighed as he patted the guy on his shoulders. Merlin nodded and calmed himself down while James waited for him to regain his composure.
"I'm fine now... My lord."
Merlin said with a slightly tired look. James nodded and turned around to walk back to his room.