Chapter 25: Dark Ingtrigues
“Your Highness,” the white-haired man greeted, as he stepped into the light.
The rays of light illuminated his figure, casting an eerie glow on his pale complexion. The sound of his voice sent a shiver down Kara's spine, eliciting an unsettling sensation that lingered within her.
It wasn't solely due to the tales she had heard from Mrs. Karvonen about the infamous Ejken tribe. No, deep within her being, Kara sensed a darkness emanating from him. And judging by the way Eerik stood protectively in front of her, it was clear he felt the same way.
Eerik, ever the stalwart defender, positioned himself firmly between Acheron and Kara, serving as an unwavering barrier. With an air of restrained civility, Eerik addressed the intruder, curious as to the purpose of his unexpected presence.
"To what do I owe this pleasure, Acheron?" Eerik inquired, his tone filled with wariness.