A Call From Someone

The phone on Alexander's desk rang, prompting the two to halt their mouths and flickered their gazes onto it.

"Your Majesty, do you like me to leave and give you the room? I have nothing to report anyways," Sevastian asked, walking out from behind Alexander and standing in front of him. 

"Usually I get calls when something is urgent. I wonder who, if it's in our government then you may stay as I might need your counsel but if this is from the Imperial Dynamic Systems, then you may go."

"Very well Your Majesty," Sevastian nodded politely before grabbing the remote control of the television and putting it on mute.

The telephone continued to ring until Alexander picked it out from its cradle. "Okay spill it out." 

"Your Majesty, sorry for the sudden call and the inconvenience this could bring but I have an important person on the line wishing to speak with you."