Chapter 185
"Mother was worried. A week passed by, and you did not visit," Guild Master's gruff, smoky voice accused Vidyut.
Vidyut glanced at the Guild Master's back, sitting straight and still, as always, hair sliding side to side with a slight turn of his head. It smelled of pungent mustard, as Vidyut had remembered from the first time he met him. He was a boy of ten when he was first ushered into this room as a young tantric initiate. He remembered a chill passing through him, and even to this day, he felt that chill, every time he heard the gravelly voice. He had never seen the Guild Master's face; they were not to gaze upon his face as that would mean death for the one who did.
"This child apologizes to Mother. In return, I brought Mother what I had vowed to bring."
