The Lords against DJ

Dj in the Absence

Leo was worried, oh so worried. While the large vehicles crossed the premises of the security entrance of Haven state mansion, the younger lord kept glancing at his phone screen, anticipating, impatiently for a reply after he had sent a series of alerting texts to his brother. He clenched the device tightly and cursed lowly when the cars ahead of him halted in the driveway and Cillian and Ezekiel stepped out, the elders began talking as they surveyed the property curiously, and Leo observed them from his car silently.

There was no answer from Yael whatsoever. He hadn't responded to Leo's warning messages and wasn't picking up any calls either, and that only added fuel to his worries. Leo was lost in thoughts, eyes fixated on Cillian's talkative mien, as he clenched and unclenched his phone between his palms. A sudden knock on his window brought him out of his mind, he looked up and found Nova gesturing to him to get out of the car. It was also when Leo realised that Ezekiel and Cillian were already at the entrance, ready to go inside and summon the fragile soul out of his comfort zone for interrogation.

Helpless and mad, he scurried out of the car and hastily made it towards the entrance, merging with the others, as he slipped another text to his brother.

Surprisingly, Cillian led the way inside like he owned the place, much to Leo's distaste. He marched authoritatively, collecting bows of respect and greetings, as he posed himself as a great deal of a human until they reached the main living room. Lobo rushed to Ezekiel's side and bowed with a wide, welcoming smile, offering drinks and whatnot, and Leo watched the man's ridiculous acts keenly.

"Sire....a great pleasure to see you" Lobo turned to greet both Nova and Cillian after Ezekiel. Nova nodded curtly, without a smile, while Cillian placed a hand over Lobo's shoulder and patted roughly.

"Likewise, Lobo...." He said in a friendly manner, and Lobo melted right then and there. Cillian then began looking around in search of a certain someone, while Ezekiel and Nova took a seat on posh leather couches, he roamed his eyes around curiously before fixing them back on the butler.

"Where is lord Yael?" Cillian asked with a smile, running his hand through his hair, and Leo caught the teasing tone behind it as he shared a look with his dad. Lobo, on the other hand, visibly shrank in his place. He averted his flattering gaze, downcast and cleared his throat, but just as he opened his mouth, Cillian interrupted him.

"I suppose he is not home...." he scoffed, disappointed for no reason "Pity, I lost another chance of meeting with the great lord of Pyro", he muttered sorrowfully, although aware of Yael's absence in the mansion. Happy inside, giddy even just for making another effort to put Yael in a difficult position in front of his father, he glanced his way to an uneasy, 'near to combust' Ezekiel. Cillian knew how Yael was the pride and joy of his friend, how proud Ezekiel was for his son to be a great leader, but more than that ..... Lord Ezekiel valued obedience and good image, and that was exactly what Yael failed to do at the moment.

Meanwhile, Leo stared at Cillian like he had grown two heads all of a sudden the tone of the latter and his relentless behaviour made him mad, and he couldn't contain his anger much longer.

"I already told you he isn't here, didn't I?" Leo gritted his teeth as he said, while Cillian turned to look at him. "Why are you making a big deal out of it?" he asked, glaring now, and the older chuckled in response before he walked leisurely towards Leo and stared right in his soul.

"But he is expected to be here isn't he, since you have informed him before hand?" he retorted calmly, as he glanced at Leo's phone, a sly smile lingering on his lips "A great leader should welcome his guests....it is common back at home, I don't know about here though" Cillian smiled again, provocative in a way Leo lost the last bit of his patience. However, before he could deliver a piece of his mind, a new voice emerged from the top floor, and every eye turned in that direction.