(A/N: Bonus Chapter).
"You're bold, Rearren," a young man with a quiff, his almost square, masculine jawline that was brought to the spotlight by his scowl and constant trembling, said.
"Let it go, Brenn. There's nothing we can do about it now," a young beauty at this man's side said as she nudged him.
"This bastard organised a party in my father's house without letting him know!" the young man, whose name was Brenn shouted before holding himself back and taking a deep breath.
The two stood in a very large hall with a polished floor that looked like a still blue sea.
Chatter was prevalent as many were already in attendance, sitting on the lovely chairs and dining on the expensive food and drink placed over the small but numerous circular tables or standing by the large pillars in this hall as they held refreshments.
