Nalrond garnered quite a bit of attention to himself since no one had ever seen an Agni. When he introduced himself as a perfect merging between humans and Emperor Beasts, the Tavern went into an uproar.
Until that moment, only the Guardians' bloodlines seemed to be powerful enough to achieve such a miracle.
As for Quylla, the table for six turned out to be barely enough to contain all the dishes she ordered. Morok pulled the curtain at the beginning of the meal, to give them privacy and keep everyone from seeing her eating like a famished troll.
He held most of the conversation until they reached halfway through dinner. Only then was Quylla's mouth empty often and long enough to produce intelligible sounds.
"I stand corrected." She looked at the piles of empty plates on the table while the waiters brought them away and replaced them with seconds. "I am a glutton and I'm glad no one saw me. Friya would never let me hear the end of it.
