The guard came back shortly with a wooden like box, he carried it with both arms it was seemingly heavier than it looked. He gently placed it on the table and left them to their devices.
"This...you keep something so precious in something like this?" Bavilthuir was offended.
"Relax, I personally made this for him." Naga said.
It's looks were indeed deceiving, an aldern made it that must've meant its quality was topnotch and out of this world.
The younger generations of alderns had no idea of their relations with the demons. They thought their ability to create anything was their god given right. Not knowing that after the knowledge was attained whatever tied them together was broken.
With the wedge between them evergrowing over the years until they were enemies once the four kingdoms were created. Not even their history books had this kind of information.
