It was a splendid day in the space, as usual.
The three elders were diligently tending to their chores when a sudden wailing and release of energy almost detached their fragile bones.
For a moment, they thought someone had died, and maybe they weren't that off the mark.
Right now, five young men were kneeling on the ground with their arms raised, while one Duke had been forced to rest on a creaky couch with an icepack on his forehead.
But why?
It was unfortunate to be caught very red-handed, especially when it was so red that one must've been painted with solid evidence.
Luca, who was as red as their best tomatoes, evidenced that.
Jax was very curious as to why the Captain wasn't even saying anything and just kneeled first. Actually, none of them were supposed to be kneeling, as the Duke didn't really ask for it.
But all of a sudden, their Captain decided to do just that.