Chapter 79: Wandering Spirit
It took her quite some time to stabilize herself, but eventually, Leiruat straightened her back and offered a graceful bow. Her voice was calm but formal as she introduced herself. "Leiruat. And you are?"
The young man laughed softly, his lips curling upward in amusement. "You entered my chamber uninvited, yet you don’t know my name? Isn’t that interesting."
Leiruat shrugged her shoulders and tilted her head slightly. "I’m just a wandering spirit. Nothing more."
He squinted his brows and rested a hand on his chin. "A wandering spirit with enough strength not to disintegrate in front of me... That’s rare."
A cold shiver ran down Leiruat’s spine as her gaze met his. Something in his eyes was deeply wrong—unhinged. Unstable. Insane.
She crossed her arms, composing herself. "Are you Ness, the God of Darkness? Married to Iyra?"
He rose from his bed with slow, calculated movements and strolled toward a small table nearby. Two elegant chairs sat beside it, and a silver tray carried an assortment of delicate snacks—biscuits, dark chocolates, and two cups of steaming tea.
Without a word, he settled into one of the chairs and leaned back lazily. With a gesture of his hand, he invited her to take the opposite seat.
She nodded, cautiously sitting down while letting her eyes scan the chamber. Even without turning her head, she could sense the way he subtly manipulated the shadows in the room.
The darkness moved unnaturally, like living threads, brushing against the walls and furniture. He was searching—checking for traps, perhaps... or simply exercising caution.
Leiruat clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Are you going to answer me or keep wasting time?"