Declan did not look surprised. Declan looked tired, continuing to rub his fingers up and down the bridge of his nose. With what Ronan had just dropped, he didn't even question it. It felt like all the piece of the puzzle had finally fallen together—perhaps clear truly to only Delcan despite Adam's fib.

"I knew it," he sighed to himself, as though recalling several incidents. "Just... don't let him be reckless. And, please, be quiet. Honestly, Ronan, a servant?" The last bit was obviously not for Adam as Declan cursed under his breath, waving Adam away with his hand. This was too much for one day. Ronan was always too much.

"You're dismissed."