334 Report

Curtain close shut, the amber from the interface partially lit the office. Bookcases turned to shadows of never-ending solitude, the atmosphere turned claustrophobic.

 "M-majesty," lost track of the ladies, a single point of focus, Staxius's emotionless face. Neither was it too dark nor too light, a perfect balance. The latter used for the relaxation of the guest's mind had an adverse effect. Ryul, elf and used to the bright sky, had a sliver of terror rose from inside. One hailed from the subconscious. Readied to speak, Staxius waited patiently, any feeling of guilt would rise from within. Unless one was versed in the ways of interrogation and trained to handle mental battles disguised as a chat, the body always gave signs. 

All-seeing eye active, the emotionless stare changed to one of fury; the hues of fire had the Elf cowering. Pinching his thighs, Ryul managed to regain composure in facing the guild master, "Why did you call for me?"