Chapter 165
The three reached the end of the stairs and walked into a large room full of people.
Dwarfs, Lupum, a few Humans, Tigeas, a couple of Elves, and a Satyr occupied chairs facing the opposite wall, where a wooden dais stood.
The white lardelite stone had no decorations, and E’eral lamps hanging from the ceiling illuminated the space.
The Elf that guided Bonte and Hanna gestured at the seats with a welcoming smile. "Please, find a spot to your convenience. The meeting is about to begin," he offered.
The two nodded and looked around, then walked to a couple of free seats and sat down.
The people around them chatted with their neighbors, gossiping about the latest news.
"Word has it you have information about an upcoming book by Yinka Plavas," a female Tigea chuckled, leaning on her companion. "Mind sharing what you know?"
The male Human she was talking to politely laughed, then replied, "Nothing but rumors, friend. I have no such information, I’m afraid," he denied with a shake of his head. "If that were the case, however, you’d be the first to know."
"Hmm," she purred and placed a hand on his chest. "We could chat about other matters, too, if you’d be so inclined," she offered, giving him a look and shifting her feline ears.
The Human let out a polite chuckle that betrayed he wasn’t comfortable.
Bonte, disguised as a Dwarf, leaned close to them and muttered, "Ma’am, this is not the place."