Three figures sat in silence.
Neither party spoke as Aldric looked at the white paper in front of his desk.
It said;
—Viscount Evenus
The words were etched in gold.
Aldric stared at the paper for an unknown period of time. By the time he raised his head, he felt two gazes on him.
One belonged to someone he knew, Viscount Verlice, while another belonged to a man with long white hair and handsome features. His eyes were extremely deep, and despite his young appearance, he was the oldest person in the room.
Wearing sleek white clothing that perfectly matched his hair, he sat back on his chair with a relaxed expression as he crossed his legs together.
A faint smile tugged at his lips as he glanced down at the paper in front of Aldric's desk.
"....I think you've had enough time to process the piece of news. Let me be the first to congratulate you on your promotion."
"Congratulations, Viscount Evenus."