Chapter 161 - Waiting on Aryana
The expansive grounds of the Silver Talon estate were bathed in an orange glow as the sun started to set. A mixture of exhilaration and apprehension hung over the Moonveiled sisters as they approached the enormous iron gates.
The recognizable buildings and tall walls brought back memories of their last visit, when they had been offered the warmth of the estate but had turned it down.
They were hoping for something more this time, an opportunity to reconnect.
But they were greeted by a powerful person at the gates in place of the halfling servants they had anticipated. Bozorg loomed over them, his gaze scrutinizing, his muscles tight, even in his human shape.
Another guard, Amir, stood behind him, his lips curving into a thin, unimpressed line as they came to a halt in front of him,
“State your business” The powerful voice of Bozorg boomed
Lycoria walked forward and cleared her throat, her voice firm,
"We're here to see Lady Aryana”
Bozorg paused before responding,
“The Lad
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