91. Ash Valerion
There he was standing before a figure he never hoped to meet, Eryndor broke into a sweat as he struggled to retain a semblance of confidence in the current situation. He cursed at himself for his awful luck.
Who was Ash Valerion and why was he so afraid of him? Where had he heard the name before and why did he want more than anything but to avoid it?
The strange prisoner that went by the appellation of Ash Valerion smirked lightly and said after a while. "So I take it he told you about me. That's makes me feel popular a bit but from your looks I take it it's was more negative than positive."
Elise stood in their middle like a peacemaker set between two soon to be warring countries. One was overly cautious and calculating and the other covered in an air of enigma, he appeared more confident than anyone in the room.