Chapter 148: The Vest of the Mytherial Moon
The invitation clearly stated that all guests must remain in their human forms during the auction unless absolutely necessary. This was a standard rule in gatherings of the supernatural community, as every supernatural being on Earth had two forms... human and true. In their true forms, some beings were enormous, like dragons, while others, like Nagas, were long and serpentine. Their varied shapes made seating arrangements difficult. For the sake of uniformity and convenience, the human form was preferred at all official events.
As Erevan entered the auction house, his sharp eyes quickly spotted Fiona Elizabeth Raynor. She was just about to enter VIP Box 4, but paused when she also noticed him. With graceful poise, she walked over, bowed slightly, and greeted, "Greetings, My Lord. I wasn’t expecting to see you here."
Erevan returned the nod. "I came to see if anything interesting is up for auction. What about you? Do you have your eye on something specific today?"
Fiona smiled lightly. "I attend their monthly auctions several times a year. I’m a VIP member here. The auction house sent me a message yesterday stating that some rare and valuable items would be up today. I just arrived in Kvernheim and came straight here."
At that moment, a familiar, playful voice came from behind Erevan. "It seems today’s auction will be quite the spectacle."
They turned to see Vasuki Prabhas Nagavanshi, the King of the Nagas, arriving on the second floor through the stairs where the VIP boxes were located. He gave a courteous nod and greeted them both. "Greetings, King of Werewolves and Lady Raynor. It’s a pleasure to see you here."
Erevan smiled. "Good to see you too. I heard one of your clans has relocated to the Philippines. That region is under our Cordillera Clan’s jurisdiction. Please make sure they don’t create conflict. I’d rather not have to intervene."
Prabhas chuckled. "No need to worry, Werewolf King. My people prefer the seas, your people live in the mountains... they won’t cross paths. I’ve already instructed them to respect territorial boundaries."
Erevan nodded approvingly. "Thank you. That’s reassuring."
Then Prabhas turned to Fiona. "I recently signed a business contract with your clan. I hope you don’t mind that I didn’t go through you."
Fiona waved it off. "I heard something about it from Eleanor when she visited India. But it’s her business. I don’t interfere unless she asks for advice. Whatever she does has my full support... even if it brings war."