"I'm Duke Kael Drenlor. It's a pleasure, Selina."
He gracefully took a seat across from her, folding his hands calmly on his lap.
"Please, tell me what brings you here," Kael said, his tone polite but measured, every word carefully chosen.
Selina's eyes gleamed with a mixture of ambition and curiosity as she began to speak.
"I've always wanted to meet the Chosen One of the War God's Temple. The gifted heir. The one who stood beside the Divine General… and now, the youngest Duke in the kingdom."
Kael gave a faint smile, dipping his head slightly.
"You flatter me."
She leaned forward with a soft laugh, the motion deliberate, the neckline of her dress shifting just enough to suggest allure without scandal.
"I only speak the truth."
From the satchel by her side, she drew out a slim glass bottle, dark red and stoppered with wax.
"I brought this for you," she said, presenting it with both hands.
