, Kai set me on my feet, and piercing ice-ice eyes stared at my face.

“You are late,” the cold voice of an arrogant blond elf of about forty years old unpleasantly cut on the nerves as soon as Kai and I found ourselves in a small room, all the walls and ceiling of which were twined with fragrant white flowers resembling roses. And in the middle of all this splendor stood a high glass table, on which the subject who made a remark to us leaned his elbows.

From the huge white window, bright sunlight played on the high cheekbones of this disgruntled aristocrat dressed in a gilded coat....