Cunmere Realm. High Soverign Evander.
'That's quite an impressive title.'
'Generally, anyone connected to titles like Emperor or Sovereign Lord is a big shot in their own world. So, who is this person, really?'
Her gaze swept over the two wintergourds. "You two came here just to find this 'master' of yours. Any other purpose? Tell the truth. If I hear one lie... you know what will happen."
The two wintergourds kneeling there waved their little hands like rattle-drums. "That's it! The only task our clan leader gave us was to hide our identities and find our master's whereabouts."
Celeste Grant glanced at them.
"You've never harmed anyone?"
Harmed anyone? The two wintergourds shook their heads vigorously.
"Harmed anyone? Absolutely not."
"The Shadowmist Clan is a peace-loving people. We don't like all that fighting and killing. As long as others don't bother us, we won't attack them."
The two wintergourds explained hurriedly.
