Before Damien could respond, Elyon interjected, "I'm his guard."
Calm down, Elyon, Damien thought nervously. The hostility in Elyon's tone was palpable—even Damien could sense it. I didn't realize he could get this jealous… I'll have to explain later that there's no need to feel this way.
"I see," Cedran said diplomatically, though his sharp eyes seemed to pick up on the tension. "In that case, let's walk and talk. Staying in one place will only draw more attention. Allow me to formally introduce myself—I am Cedran Vadim Alexandrovich. I have the honor of serving as your guide today."
Wait, what? Damien blinked. Cedran is a noble too?
He vaguely remembered Theo mentioning that those with "Vadim or Van" in their middle name were either nobles or closely connected to nobility.