Dink tio appraise the newly arrived High-elf as the world returo normal. The man was very tall and muscur for an elf, easily equal in stature to the rge Axion. His skin tone was a sickly white, remi of a maggot’s skin. His features were delicate with a menag, primal cast to them. He stood barefooted with hastily donned pants held up by a leather belt. The trouser’s material was of exquisite-quality bck velvet, decorated with subtle floral patterns of a different shade bck. His posture betrayed the deep arrogance of a mao being obeyed.

  The duration of the and Dink had previously given Lady Estra was over. She cried out in as she rushed to examihe unscious Axion, ign Dink and the newly arrived high-elf. Dejected curses were heard from the crowd as they recovered their posure and the reality of their loss set in.

  “Long live the champion! I never doubted you for a sed! None of you believed me when I told you it was him, ahaha!” A man cheered while exaltedly ughing. He was holding up his winning ticket to dispy to the crowd as he gloated at his neighbours.

  Someo annoyed with his outcries and threw a fgon at the gloating man, boung it off his head. A dushed his way through the crowd to retrieve the fgon, stooping to pick it up. Dusting it off he turo speak to the chastised man dramatically rubbing his head.

  “Aye, that’s ‘cus e’s clearly a ‘alfling. Said so ‘imself ya daft git!” The dwarf grumbled.

  “Put ysses on, you blind dwarf. That’s no halfling!” Someone shouted from the crowd, apanied by mog ughter.

  The dwarf fumbled around with a dangling from a chest pocket, pulling it out. Dangling from the end of the was a monocle which the dwarf fitted over his eye, squinting through the lens. It made his eye appear tiny as he peered at Dink. Suddenly he stumbled backward, tripping onto the ground. His monocle fell from his face, the stopped it from hitting the floor as it pulled tight. His expression riceless as he realized his mistake.

  “That ain’t no gobliher…” the frightened dwarf whispered.

  Dink ighe crowd’s antics as he stared down the high-elf standing in front of him. The man’s head tilted in reition as he noticed Lady Estra crouched beside Axion. She was currently carefully feeding the lion-man a health potion from her pack. His head was cradled atop the catgirl’s p as the potion took effect. His mangled shoulder recovered at an astonishing rate, adjusting bato pce as the shattered bones were magically repaired. His breathiuro normal as he stirred, beginning to wake up.

  “Estra, I didn’t expect to see you running amok in a pce like this so soon after House Stormborne’s fall. One would think that your father couldn’t endure such a sdal. s with oners, absolutely disgraceful. Where has ynity gone? You are still a woman of noble birth, act as such,” the newly arrived high-elf spoke for the first time, causing Lady Estra to finally take note of his appearance.

  “Chazrick, you’re oo speak. Ag like a child, running around half-dressed destroying House of Worldly Delight property without any regard for others. Are you here to take out your frustration on the oners because House Hydra annulled agement? You never could trol your temper,” Lady Estra snarled in response.

  “I would still have you, Estra. My father would support our marriage. It is rare to find a woman of your calibre among the Houses. He will be the ed prince of House Hydra and will have the authority to override the an. Accept my offer and I will ehat House Stormborne is taken in as a vassal and your father will want for nothing,” Chazrick proposed with an outstretched hand.

  “I’ve always been opposed to our betrothal. It was the happiest moment of my life when I lear was celled. You treat women as accessories, I would be nothing more than a trophy for your arm. I’d never willingly marry you after what you did to me, Chazrick!” Lady Estra shouted as her voice broke. Dink was able to feel her anger and self-loathing through their bond. It seemed that something traumatic must have happened between the pair.

  “So be it. By high-elf protocol, you are no longer permitted to call me by my name. You are no longer of gold-rank, thus no longer my equal. As a silver-ranked House without a backer, you will call me Prince Hydra. As you have broken the House Accord, I will enact your punishment personally. Ten shes for each offence,” Chazrick venomously spoke while removing the belt from his waist.

  A draic aura began to emit from his body. Lady Estra started to tremble, it wasn’t caused by the dragon aura which athetically weak in parison to Dink’s. But caused by repressed memories of helplessness ing to the surface. Dink’s mana surged aggressively in respoo the man’s as.

  “You dare? A little mb unaware of the wolf in front of him!” Dink snarled dangerously.

  His own draic aura protectively coed Lady Estra as Dink began to advance. Chazrick’s expression ged into surprise. He had dismissed the goblin as insequential and was now forced to reevaluate his assessment. Dink’s aura quickly suppressed the prince’s, causing his plexion to bee even paler.

  Large amounts of mana were gathering in Dink’s throat, threatening to burst out at any moment. He grit his bared teeth as fmes started to escape the er of his mouth. Inhaling deeply, Dink prepared to roar.

  “Dragon magic. From a goblin, no less. How curious,” A feminine voiterrupted.

  Di a tingliion at the back of his neck. The fmes in his mouth were suddenly quenched and the scales on his skireated to return to normal. Entering the House of Worldly Delight from the alleyway outside was a group of Halfling women, led by one wearing starry, blue robes and a matg floppy, wide-brimmed hat. She was the person who had interrupted earlier.

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