Chapter 97: Authority
The Darkan banquet had reached its crescendo, with the empire’s elite beginning to arrive, signaling the time for the Darkan Head to make his appearance. But before he could step into the grand hall, he received an unexpected guest.
Quintelle Lindell, the second daughter of the Lindell family.
The Lindell family.
They were a renowned family of water mages who had amassed three suns in their storied history, and were not only a powerhouse but also the Darkans’ direct neighbors. Their proximity and influence meant their requests carried weight, and refusing an audience was a difficult move.
’Why is she here?’ he wondered, honestly, a part of him could almost guess the reason; however, he was still curious.
Quintelle entered, her luxurious light blue dress shimmering like a tranquil sea, accentuating her striking blue eyes. Her silver hair cascaded in elegant waves, framing a pale, ethereal beauty.
"Haha, please have a seat," the Darkan Head said, his tone polished as he gestured to a plush chair. "Would you like anything?"
She nodded, accepting a glass of sparkling wine. For twenty minutes, they exchanged pleasantries; however, the air still hung heavy with unspoken intent. Finally, he broached the subject. "May I know the reason for your visit?"
"You threw a celebration, and we came," Quintelle replied, her voice deceptively simple, as if her presence needed no further explanation.
The Darkan Head’s eyes narrowed briefly before softening. ’Is she really here just to announce their attendance?
"Alright, but you sought me out, meaning you have a request. I’ll assist to the best of my abilities."