FIRA'S POV

"Who told you to speak with another guy when my symbol is on you?"

The stretch of my lips faded. I studied his expression, there was nothing on it, but the tone of his voice was irritating.

"Sorry." I hid my pulse on my back. Since the symbol was on me, I always had a white scarf to my wrist, covering it. Fortunately, my sister did not see it.

"I told you to go to my room after your duty, didn't I?" I heard the annoyance in his voice.

"Sorry, Pyro, I came from—"

"King Fire. We are outside, Fira." He crossed his arms on his chest. "Follow...