Philip and Zellin stepped into their private reception room. This was the most intimate space within Duke Philip's mansion, where the heirs of the Philip family over generations had left their portraits and descriptions of their deeds. It could be said to be the most stringently guarded place in the entire Homer region.
The room, though large, felt somewhat gloomy. The two men slowly strolled in from the corridor, unaccompanied by anyone else.
"Rohl, have you really decided?" Zellin, with a gaunt face, gazed with a piercing intensity, "Once we take this step, there's no turning back."
