"What are you doing Loria?" Carius demanded, his tone stern and firm, as he stood up and walked to Loria
Loria, the girl who interjected Elias and Carius' conversation was a girl of at least twenty years, her hair was braided and coiled at the back of her head. Her eyes were a clear deep blue, she wore a serviceable dress that was dyed a modest shade of brown, a leather belt cinched her waist, making her natural curves more prominent, while her hips had a gentle flare that gave her a modest yet elegant silhouette.
"Look at him, the way he is dressed. He may not be a noble, but I'm sure he is someone very important. Not just anyone can afford to look like that" She whispered into Carius' ear
"So what, you're going to suggest to him your solution, hmm? Remember we already tried that, and that was how Father got killed.
