At Amberfell airport,
Nicholas alighted. He moved with quiet grace. His expression was a bit complicated, but his gaze was steady along with his steps. Mr. North walked beside, and the duo drew quite the attention to themselves, albeit not what they wanted. Exiting a private jet also contributed to the curiosity in the eyes of those who saw them as they tried to put a name to the face.
"Welcome, Elder Legend," the driver who had been waiting for their arrival freeted with a respectful bow.
"How has things been here while I was away?" Nicholas asked. He has been awat for barely a day, but the way he asked that question, it was as if he had been gone for a long time.
"Everything is perfect, sir. Just as they wete before you left," the driver replied politely, and Nicholas nodded his head. "This way, sir," he led them to the car thay had been parked bait far from the entrance.
