"Tell me your name, and why you were kissing my daughter"
The matriarch of the Silvermoon clan possessed a frightening gaze, and even Ryan Whitemane could feel the gigantic pressure her silver eyes conveyed. Even with all his strength, he knew that within that domain he was completely susceptible to any attack from her.
The entire building of the lunar palace had that lady's mana signature, which made Ryan's head even more confused in the middle of the whole situation.
'It's like I'm inside her?' he thought, as he looked through the matriarch's skin and assessed her mana flow.
<'She has almost no magic, how does this place have her mark on it?
'I have no idea either Nyx'
- 'Her necklace, the flow of energy is passing through her necklace -'
All these thoughts passed for seconds in Ryan's head, but shaking his face he bowed again and said out loud.