The beloved first minister and the incomparable flower of the kingdom of Selia-Mira. A beauty, a brilliant mind, and a master of a beautiful life.
– Lady Salitil from the cult of Sorn-Tarn, – someone announced her name.
With the most charming smile, Salitil headed to the place prepared for her, captivating everyone with her otherworldly beauty.
When the demoness settled in comfortably, King Mergair finally began the audience.
Albrecht could only hear and see from the far corner, but that didn't stop him from somehow ending up next to the very woman who had recently been talking to Salitil. For some reason, her presence put a lot of pressure on the young assassin's mind. Perhaps because the air around the stranger was trembling? Or was it an illusion?
– A follower of Iggarath in the secret guard. And you don't seek easy paths, – the woman said unexpectedly.
- The ways of Iggarath are inscrutable, - Albrecht replied briefly.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт