Both men, a king, and a Mythical warrior, stared at each other sternly. And the only maiden within the room, stared at both of them carrying her suspense.
And that was so, until Damien broke the silence.
"We've entered an unprecedented Era of the unknown. And if your daughter were to be besides me, I can at least promise you information about what's going on and what's going to happen."
"And if possible, Vermillion King, I don't mind giving you information about this world itself." Damien said, also taking on a stern expression.
"I see... Is your information credible?" He asked, but knowing the Gray House, he knew how far their influence spread out. And how powerful they were.
"A hundred percent credible."
"Alright then. Thats a done deal. But..." Gregory smiled, and Fiona became nervous. She wasn't sure what her father would demand. And whether Damien would agree.
"..."