18. Olivier's Thoughts (3)

I yawned as I proceeded with my work. I continue to scribble down a plan for the revolt that could operate while Azazel was at war.

I haven't heard anything about him for the last 3 years. With that time compromise, I'm not sure if he's still alive or not.

However, despite being unsure, I still believed he will be alive. He would have to if he's going to overthrow the Empire.

(I've been preoccupied with having to take care of this palace and always prevent myself from meeting the Empress. This is getting ridiculous.)

Before I could even take a breather, a knock echoed throughout the room as I invited whoever had knocked to come in.

The door opened. A familiar man in his sixties entered. With his hazelnut eyes narrowed, a pleasant smile on his face.

"Are you still not getting enough sleep, Olivier?"

"Louis, why are you here at this hour of the night?"

With wide eyes, I questioned, halting whatever I was doing to give him my comp