Ariana’s POV
I became alert.
It was the only right thing to do as I caught a whiff of that ominous smell.
Every picture of what could possibly go wrong came to mind and my anxiety returned. Was this a trap?
Had Sigil unknowingly led us to a trap?
“Who are you?” Sigil questioned and for the briefest second I blinked back in shock.
How did he not know the identity of the person whom he’d led us to?
“And who I are you?”
The short boy replied back, and I could only hiss.
“I can only answer that if you are Nero, the sword smith.” Sigil shot back, and the look on the boy’s face suddenly changed.
A sense of familiarity struck him and he said in a low voice - “Then you’ve come to the right place.”
I raised a brow. Sigil did to.
“I am Nero.” He said again, and relief followed ny a shocking sense of wonder coursed through me.
Nero was very short.
He was a dwarf—a really buff one.
