บท 176: Ugly side of a lord

As Damien requested to be led to the Lord of the Draconis house, one of the knights, ever dutiful, called out to another within the inner sanctum of the castle. Without delay, a figure emerged, clad in the regal attire befitting her station, and approached Damien with a respectful demeanor.

"Lord Durello," the knight intoned, bowing his head slightly in deference. "Please allow me to escort you to Lady Dravena, the esteemed leader of our house. She awaits your audience within the halls."

Damien inclined his head in acknowledgment, his mind swirling with memories of Lady Dravena and their past encounters. As he followed the knight through the labyrinthine corridors of the castle, he couldn't help but wonder if she would remember him after all this time.

"Lady Dravena of the Draconis house," Damien mused to himself, the name rolling off his tongue with a sense of familiarity. "I wonder if she'd remember me."