Chapter 32: Another job offer.
STANDING BEFORE THE mighty king of the Dagerstanteens, Render lifted his eyes to the ruler. Chills ran down his spine. It was impossible to hold Octnavin’s cold, hard stare for long. That fact that the little human did it showed him that honorable Dad-Sloan had a blazing fire in his core.
Render thought Daris had sharp eyes, but the next king had nothing compared to Ruler Octnavin. After a moment, he dropped his gaze to the floor.
“Warriors of Albeon.” Octnavin took a step toward them. “Let me start by saying that your fighting skills at the waterfall shielding my Darislumroma from danger were highly impressive. Well done.”
“Thank you for the praise, Ruler Octnavin.” Toren lifted his eyes to the king. Surprised by the accolades, Render did the same thing. He stared at the alien as his eyebrows rose. That was unexpected.