Mel family.
The retired old patriarch of the family George Mel was sitting in a chair. There was a gloomy expression on his face. Two figures stood up in front of him. One of his son Mark who was known as a genius businessman in the aristocratic circles. The second one was Sarah who recently was recognized as an exceptional talent. Both of them had ugly faces.
"Tomorrow morning all the nobles, knights and civilians will know that this kid has become the youngest master in the history of the Temple. He will be untouchable!" The wrinkled old face of George was as frosty as an ice block. His brows were like sharp swords. He was angrily looking at the slender figure of Sarah. She was his most proud granddaughter. But right now he felt disappointment and anger.