137 || Chapter 134 || Let's Talk (Part 1)

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Deep inviolable ruby eyes fixed on the crowd.

Silver eyes, he had mostly noticed. Peeking between the thick tent flaps. Glancing at him with curiosity and awe. Something he was already used to but roused no interest from inside him. His hands loosened on the reigns as he turned his gaze away. Adorned by the glorious insignia of the guild he ruled, his garbs were made of the finest fabric, enchanted with the rarest protection spells. His features, magnificent and refined like the mighty build of his body. His hair, fiery like the licks of auburn flames. The color he found hateful.

He was Ordan Cillius of the Cillius Archnobility, Guild Lord of the Guild of Dragor.