265 The Invitation (X): Bad Blood

Rezar was all to happy to be rid of the official king apparel he wore here and back in really comfortable street clothes. The fur coat was an added bonus to just how good he currently looked, but be that as it may this wasn't what he was here for. Rezar and Lenore left the room to find a contingent of the sons of dawn, decked out head to toe in in black, silver and blue armor it was obvious that none of them came to play. The person who had been sent to fetch them was the same snow elf they had held hostage for a week before arriving here, the condescending look on her face had reduced significantly, with small disdain hidden under the curtain of absolute loyalty.