They arrived at the citadel at the center of the capital of Westerson, and she guided him to the man in charge.
"Prime Minister Edward."
His expression was cold unlike that of virtually every other leader who had come to greet him. He adjusted his monocle, buttoning up his extravagant coat and robes as he stood up from his seat in his office, walking towards Rui.
For a moment, their steely gazes clashed in the air.
A faint tension boiled in the air as they silently regarded each other.
They were absolute enemies until relatively recently.
The man had done everything in his power to kill Rui and destroy the Kandrian Empire.
He had come this close to destroying the Kandrian Empire.
No matter what, Rui could never regard him with anything other than hostility.