“Yes, that’s so,” the man snapped, looking them up and down. “You’re trespassing on noble grounds. This estate is not open to the public, and unless you want to spend the night in the local dungeon, I suggest you turn your little carriages around and go back to where you came from.”
The last words were said with a sneer in River’s direction. She stiffened.
Heiko’s amusement faded in an instant. A dark aura rolled off him, heavy and suffocating, like the sudden pressure before a storm. The guards nearby shifted uneasily.
“Curious words, sir,” Heiko said, his voice low, sharp, and dangerous. “From what I know, this territory currently has no permanent Lord. Only an interim… and he was not allowed to step foot in the Lord’s residence as per the customs.”
The man faltered, blinking rapidly
