[ Dorian grits his teeth again, swallowing down his anger and reminding himself it won’t do either of them any good right now. ]
…yes, Master.
[ Lord Karnon regards them for a long, silent moment, studying them. Then he smiles - an expression of satisfaction, and pride twisted with something else, something darker.
“Very good. Now, let’s go greet our guests, shall we?”
With that, Lord Karnon turns to lead them to where the guests are waiting, expecting them to follow.
And if they don’t, the guards are still there to help move them along. ]
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…yes, Master.
[ Lord Karnon regards them for a long, silent moment, studying them. Then he smiles - an expression of satisfaction, and pride twisted with something else, something darker.
“Very good. Now, let’s go greet our guests, shall we?”
With that, Lord Karnon turns to lead them to where the guests are waiting, expecting them to follow.
And if they don’t, the guards are still there to help move them along. ]