Damon stood up from the throne, preparing to head out. He was about to blink out of Niera City to start his impossible gold grind when suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, interrupting him.
"Wait, my Lord." Kaelthorn stood in front of Damon, unexpectedly bowing his head.
Hmmm? Damon raised a brow. "What? Haven't you sneaked around enough yet?"
Kaelthorn immediately looked shocked. "My Lord…"
Damon sneered. "You think I did not notice you sniffing around when I was with Ellora before? Plotting something new, are we?"
Kaelthorn shook his head. "My Lord, you don't understand.. I-"
"Let me stop you right there. I really do not have the time or patience to deal with you right now. I have far more important matters to take care of. I thought that I would give you a chance. I thought you would at least wait to show your true colors, and that I would have some time to change your mind or understand you, but I was wrong."
