I step into the grand chamber, the opulence of its surroundings hitting me as I enter. This is Alphonso's chamber, a room that exudes wealth and power, reminiscent of a prince's abode. The scent of luxury fills the air, and I brace myself for the conversation that awaits.
Alphonso turns around, puffing a cloud of smoke as he acknowledges my presence. "Glad to see you, Jake," he says, his tone respectful.
I offer him an awkward smile, trying to ease the tension. "Drop the formalities, Alphonso. It feels strange for you to address me like that considering our past relationship. And yes, I have only regained a fraction of my memories," I reply, waving my hand dismissively.
