Permission
Sunstar stared at Li. The man did not glower, for it seemed that he had spent so much time fixing his jaw muscles to a kind of stoic half-smile that it was impossible for him to make much of any other expression. Instead, it was his eyes that emanated with emotion, their golden glow flickering with evident but controlled displeasure.
Li felt Tia's hands tighten their grip around his neck. She was not comfortable in Sunstar's presence, and it showed. But Sunstar did not continue to direct his gaze at Li, instead, he turned his muscled neck to stare at lord Lys, knowing that the weak lord was a far safer option to antagonize. The lord shrunk into his seat, and that made the two heads worth of height difference between the two that much more evident.