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The study is bathed in the low, honeyed glow of a solitary brass lamp, stretching shadows over the dark wood of the desk. Documents lie in disarray; a glass of whiskey rests half-finished. The scent of aged leather and a faint, metallic hint of cordite hangs in the air. Beyond the tall window, the city pulses with a sleepless rhythm. The door flies open. Seonghwa steps inside, his silk robe sliding from one shoulder, his bare feet meeting the cold floor. His brows are drawn tight, his lips a pressed line. He halts, his gaze fixing on the man seated behind the desk. 'Kim Hongjoong,' he says, his voice a honed edge. Hongjoong looks up, a slow, knowing smirk softening his features. 'What troubles you, my love?'