Kyrian briefly gazes at the trembling hands of Anna as she places the mug of hot coffee on the table. She sat in front of the sofa across from him with her hands settled on her lap.
He didn't bother tasting the coffee and just took out the folded paper inside his coat, set it on the wooden table and sliding it towards the woman.
Anna didn't need to take the paper to know what it was. Simply reading some of its words written on the paper, she already knew what it was. It was all the information about her brother. She raised her curious but more scared eyes to the royalty in front of her. Her skin crawled at the ice-cold stare he had. His casual presence was enough for her to feel the intense power the man holds. Being a Healer, sensing the magic on the mages was a little too heightened for them because they needed to quickly assess them as efficiently as possible.
She swallowed hard, feeling her already clammy hands became colder.