Eldric raised an eyebrow, gazing curiously at Alariel as she entered the grand hall with an elegant stride. The sunlight streaming through tall, ornate windows bathed the expansive room in gentle warmth, illuminating the intricate carvings and polished furniture within.
"Little girl, visiting without notice, hmm? Something important on your mind?" he asked, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
Alariel tilted her head playfully, returning his smile with quiet amusement. "Aren't you going to invite me to sit first, Sir Eldric?"
Eldric chuckled heartily, gesturing toward the cushioned seat opposite him. "Come, come—no need for such formality between us. It isn't our first meeting, after all."
"Haha, true enough," Alariel laughed softly, gracefully settling herself into the offered seat. Her silver eyes sparkled mischievously as she studied him. "You've grown younger, old man. Secretly taking rejuvenation elixirs?"
