Miss

It was a few days after they came back to the capital that the news broke and reached Spade's ears. Arren was not in the palace but returned to the Katz Mansion to be with his father and console the Duke about what happened on the island. 

However, it was more about Arren. He also missed his father and the mansion, so he stayed there, leaving Spade to tend and focus on the work and responsibilities he left. In some way, it was also Arren's consideration of the alpha. 

"The chip is... decrypted?" Spade's finger stopped from flipping the document as his voice trailed off and he raised his head, looking at Serrien, then diverting to someone from the Black Intel a few steps behind him. 

Both nodded their heads respectfully, and silence shrouded the room. No one spoke after that. Spade stared at the two; his face almost couldn't be read before, after a few seconds, he leaned on his seat, resting his hand on the desk.