Lord Roderick's icy gaze settled on Finn, the messenger, a chill creeping into the air as he spoke. "Who dares disturb my solitude, and with what audacious proposition?"
The first guard, standing rigidly beside the messenger, cleared his throat, his voice wavering under the weight of Roderick's frosty demeanor, he stammered out an explanation.
"Sir, a messenger from Ethan…Ethan of CrescentMoon Pack has arrived. He bears a letter, sir. It's a challenge—a challenge to a duel."
Lord Roderick's eyebrows arched upward in surprise, his interest piqued by the unexpected news. Amusement danced in his eyes as he regarded the messenger, a hint of curiosity mingling with his intrigue.
"A challenge? A duel? From Ethan?" he mused aloud, a sly smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "How bold of him to seek confrontation. The audacity of that man knows no bounds."
