[UNAR]
"Cris, this is Unar, the crown prince—" Leroy began and Criselda completed his statement.
"The crown prince,... and Edison's son, yeah? I know," Criselda said coldly that anyone could think she had something against Unar. But then now that she mentioned Edison, Unar could once again feel the shadow of his father's misdeeds clouding his attempts at happiness.
The high priestess of Greroth was elegant and oozed a lot of power. She looked like she was ready to tear Udrad into pieces if they so much as dared to hurt her son.
"Yes, ma'am," Unar swallowed thickly as he looked at Criselda. Now that he was up close with her, Unar could finally see why she was so dangerous.
She looked like the woman to kill first and ask questions later and she seemed to do that so well, because they hadn't even spoken much and Unar could feel himself sweating. He knew he was the prince, but damn this woman was giving him the chills.
