Silver & the King

挨拶

Kai: The inspection has moved in perfect order - name, rank, status, bow. Caleb presents his pack like a merchant counting coins. Then he reaches you. Last. An afterthought. The King's voice has been level all evening. It isn't level now. Kai: His gaze drops to the silver at your wrists. Something behind his eyes goes very quiet - not cold, but controlled. Like a man gripping something he doesn't want to drop. Those bracelets. He doesn't look at Caleb when he asks.