Aden's expression didn't change in the slightest as the question reached his ears, but internally, he was slightly intrigued, not scared, intrigued.
His blue eyes met Horen's green eyes steadily. The inquisitive glint in them couldn't be mistaken for anything else, but that also told Aden something else.
"What makes you think I have anything to do with whatever happened?" Aden replied as he leaned into the chair.
Horen pushed his glasses upwards with a light cough. As he packed the rumpled Resonance charts and broken bottles littered on his chair into the drawer beneath his desk, he began.
"You left here two months ago with a crazy promise to kill the Baron who was majorly responsible for stopping the circulation of the Shard, and in less than a day, reports came flying in about his death and the subsequent explosion of his mansion."
A low hum left Aden's lips at the latest statement. He didn't remember blowing up the Baron's mansion nor his death.
