"You're serious?" Lord Thane asked after a long pause, his voice low and steady, though there was a noticeable shift in its tone.
His gaze remained fixed on the boy, who stood before him, eyes wide and still holding the weight of his revelation.
Lord Thane's expression didn't change at first, but his brows furrowed ever so slightly, a sign that his mind was already working, processing the information.
The boy, nervously holding his breath, nodded earnestly, meeting the lord's steady gaze. "Yes, my lord," he replied, his voice quieter now but filled with conviction.
Lord Thane rubbed his beard thoughtfully, his fingers brushing against the dark stubble in a rhythmic motion, a habit he often had when deep in thought.
His thumb traced the edges of the beard as he stared ahead, not really looking at anything in particular, but seemingly lost in his thoughts.
