Chapter 82: Bloodline Ritual 3
Raiden barely had time to celebrate the peaceful zone Aeris’s words had granted him. The next morning—supposedly fateful—he found himself summoned to the palace’s courtroom by the high court.
Everything seemed usual with the six elders occupying their respective seats and the king maintaining the highest one among them, but two unfamiliar faces stood beside Raiden: a boy and a girl.
The boy had deep, glowing red eyes and rich brown skin, with dark purple, voluminous curly hair styled back with some strands falling forward. The sides were shaved and graying, showing refinement.
He was dressed in a deep maroon, double-breasted waistcoat with his white shirt sleeves rolled up to nearly his elbows, completed by an elegant black cape draped over his shoulders and various golden jewelry adorning his ears, hands, and neck, along with a black glove.
He smiled calmly and confidently, radiating warmth in his golden aura.
The girl, however, looked detached, confident, and a bit confrontational.
She had pale skin with a soft but cold undertone. Her hair was short, a tousled black bob with hints of deep teal at the ends, especially near the neck. She had violet eyes with a piercing, disinterested gaze.
Everything about her spoke of attitude, considering the choker-like cross pendant tattoo across her neck and the cigarette in her mouth. She was undoubtedly rebellious.
Despite her rebellious nature, she wore a glossy black high-collared robe that appeared to be made of leather or something slick, covering her crest, but her golden aura gave it away.
Raiden stood there with his face twitching in irritation, as neither of the two appreciated his presence. Not even a glance. But he braced himself; maybe King Hannes had good news for him.
Before long, the king spoke up. "Thank you for coming, Bookkeeper."
Raiden smirked as finally the two glanced toward him, but the girl’s stare was one of disgust, making his cocky expression become forced.