Third POV—
"Now, should we move on to next one. You know, I was wrong. This one is not a story. I am going to say something unrealistic... something mind-blowing. Do you want to hear it?"
Uriel rolled his eyes in annoyance. He found Kelshin to be overly dramatic in that moment. What would he say? He didn't think that it would be very big secret. But what he didn't know, once his 'dear' friend fired the arrow, nothing would remain same.
Marquis Waetoul said, "We do want to hear it, Your Grace."
Kelshin smiled at them. Good. They agreed with him. Once he said everything, not a single thing would be left upright. Words could cause chaos, even in a peaceful civilisation and that's what he was gonna do. He was going to play with their fear.
He scoffed disdainfully in his heart but didn't show it on his face. "Well then, don't interrupt me. Okay?"
