He knew the boy wasn't from a Great House; he didn't have an envoy for one. Two, his companion shared traits from those of House Morpheus — baggy eyes, sleepy gaze as if he'd rather be asleep more than anything else, grey-silver hair — Yep, definitely a Morpheusian. And everyone knew House Morpheus was only a mid-level noble house and, while formidable in their own right, they pale next to the power of the great house of Caelum.
'Yes ,I'll have that creature, and then, maybe, make a slave out of that boy. He should know not to deny a member of House Caelus anything when we are so generacious to the peasants and lowborn scums. I deserve that creature. Perhaps I'll sell it or make fine cooked meals from it. Or maybe, I'll train it to kill that boy and then his family…,' giggled Quiylan, as he hurried to his envoy waiting for him, thinking of all the ways he intended to use that creature and ruin that boy's life.
[Inside Mythos Bank]:
