A taste

The elder couldn't help but stare at the man because of that name. He trembled with his fists clenched because of the smile that Rigel was giving him. In an instant their surroundings changed and they were not in the living room of the manor.

They were sitting in a closed room with a lamp above their heads. Instead of sitting on the couch, they were now both seated on a chair that were facing each other. Aberleign nervously looked around it and every wall of the room was built with solid bricks. The creaking of the lamp above them made him more anxious.

"I'm glad that you didn't forget that name." Cygnus had a smirk on his face while looking at the man. "Because that name is the very reason why you are here right now."

"How? How did you know that name? It's been a thousand years…" he trailed off when he got a good look at the person who had been sitting in front of him.