148 Iqeavea

The stares felt envious, both the manager and the singer wanted to know more. More about a subject that Staxius had no clue about. In turn, he looked outside and admired the clouds and scenery. In the end, their gaze felt discomforting.

  "What do you wish to discuss," from staring outside, he faced forward and crossed the arms. The aura around him changed from neutral to serious, it made them shudder a little.

  "It's about the nature of the assignment we've hired you to perform." Scott took charge, the voice as snobbish as ever – each word that rolled off the tongue had a dignified accent to it. Aceline sat and watched; tis was a conversation the lady had no part in.