Third POV—
"Welcome everybody! I am very delighted that you all are here. And to think that you will be here in a short notice... I am ecstatic," Kelshin said in a very pleasant voice. Just by looking at his face, anyone could say he was happy.
A group of men were standing in front of him giving an annoyed look. They were people belonging from both the factions, except Sharon's faction.
Duke Glimpiseie said, "I am glad that you are happy, Duke Dimortyil. But to have... a few people here... and from both the 'authentic' factions, I am more tempted to believe you should have something for us."
"Of course! Gentlemen, we are here for something magnificent. It will blow your minds," Kelshin said.
A man with dark blue hair and brown eyes sneered in disgust. He said, "It's you, Duke. We trust you," he turned towards the Aristocratic Faction, "but how can our faction mingle with 'them?' I don't trust them."
"The same goes for us! We don't trust you."
