Back to bed
Lord Javi had just settled back in his favorite chair, a glass of thick crimson liquid in hand, a self-satisfied grin spreading across his face. Reaching for his phone, he dialed a number, the anticipation visible in his expression.
But before the line could connect, a deafening boom echoed through the air. The ground beneath him shook violently, throwing him to the floor as if the entire structure teetered on the brink of collapse.
Despite the chaos, there was no trace of fear on Javi's face. Dusting himself off, he climbed to his feet, his grin never faltering. Straightening his clothes with a casual air, he made his way toward the door, his steps unhurried.
Guards were already assembled outside, their postures rigid with tension. Javi waved them away, signaling for only the head of his guard to follow.
"It's a bomb! There's nothing natural about this!" Horis, his head guard, exclaimed, his voice tight with urgency.