"..."
Silence stretched across the line, broken only by the sound of falling snow and distant wind.
Whoosh
The old woman materialized beside Icarus, her teleportation creating a small displacement of air.
She'd clearly just returned from escorting Damian to the medical facility.
Kinsley's voice kept going, filling the silence.
"I know you've had problems with the MP in the past, so I thought you might appreciate the opportunity to–"
Icarus held his hand forward, letting snow fall onto his palm gently.
But his cold voice cut through Kinsley's words like a blade.
"Fuck off."
Then he ended the call.
Click
The old woman's eyes went wide, her mouth opening slightly as she stared at him.
'Did he just... to the head of the Kinsley Imperial Family...'
She remained silent for a long moment, processing what she'd just witnessed.
Then her weathered face showed something between concern and resignation.
