"Finally, you and Kavin are back," Dominick remarked, looking up as his Beta and the house butler entered the study.
"Forgive me, Your Highness," Kavin said, bowing low. "I truly thought we would make it back before the storm would start."
"It's alright. I managed. Just ensure that, moving forward, at least one servant remains in the residence at all times," Dominick stated, snapping the file in his hand shut. He leaned back in his leather chair, his gaze shifting to Evan.
"I will see to it that such an inconvenience never happens again," Kavin assured him with a final bow before retreating from the room.
Evan stepped forward, holding a small paper bag. "I brought the suppressants for Jeniva," he stated.
"There's no need for those. She's much better now," Dominick replied casually.
"Better?" Evan asked, his brow furrowing in confusion. A sudden realization flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the Prince in disbelief. "No way... Your Highness, don't tell me you did it."
