The other fourteen council members discussed matters of minor business that he was not interested in. Taking his place at the table that circled the perimeter of the small round room, Luynmyr waited while the meeting began. Their conversation was forgotten as they filed into the room. “No matter the reason, to dirty the pure white given to us by the gods, and masking yourself as one of the Nyss… There is no justification in that.”īoth men looked up as a knocking from behind the double doors signaled that their council meeting was about to start. I have heard of several spies and exiles doing that to hide what they are.” “Perhaps she is Iosan, merely dying her hair. His colleague scoffed, “A Nyss? What is that filth doing here?” The woman disappeared through a pair of double doors at the end of the hall. Luynmyr felt as if a cold wind had blown by. She stared straight forward, not giving them even a moment’s glance. The two narcissi stopped to watch her walk by. A long black skirt partially covered tall heeled boots, which somehow made barely any noise walking down the marble hallway. She was dressed entirely in black, with a skintight tunic exposing her shoulders. Her black hair was cropped to her chin and covering her right eye, her elven ears peeking from the sides. Small but lean and muscular, she had an imposing presence. Quiet footsteps approached from behind, and Luynmyr turned.Ī woman was approaching. I suspect it’s meant to be a mystery for now.” His fellow narcissor nodded and clasped his hands behind his back, pleasantries suddenly over. What’s the news I heard about one of our spies finding something of significance?”
His colleagues treated him with respect to his face, but the nature of their lives and rank meant they mocked and conspired against him behind his back. Luynmyr smiled warmly, hiding the distaste he felt inside.
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