Chapter 22: Wyvern's Challenge
"I apologize that our first meeting ended like this."
The Endo Clan Head—Ken—bowed slightly, voice steady despite the tension coiling in the air. He turned, signaling his family to follow, and made his exit—sky-blue robes trailing like fading mist.
Alia, however, lingered for a heartbeat longer.
Why? Why was he so indifferent?
That gaze—calm, detached—irritated her more than open hostility ever could. It stripped her declaration of its sting, leaving only emptiness. She frowned sharply, then turned away—following her family out without another word, heels clicking against marble.
Dax turned back to the crowd, his expression suddenly bright—warm, disarming, as if the confrontation had been a mere ripple on still water.
"My apologies for the inconvenience. Please, continue enjoying yourselves."
His tone was light. Unbothered. Effortless.
