The whole Hunig Hall fell silent the moment the host said the old man's name. Quash could hear a collective sound of the students shifting in their seats.
Even the Vampire Princess was now sitting at attention. Before, she looked like a bored doll, now she looked like a porcupine doll... or porcelain doll.
"..."
Doesn't matter. Same thing.
And without anyone noticing, the old man appeared on the stage. One moment, the stage was empty and the next moment he was there. There was no disturbance as if he had always been there.
The old man wore a long white robe. With long hair and a beard. His skin loosening around his body. There was no suffocating presence about him.
He looked like a frail grandpa three blocks away. He had a kind smile on his face. A monocle on his right eye.
