Chapter 66 Beneath The Mask

• The gentle murmur of conversation fills the air as I stand by Efrem’s side among a sea of Mustafin elite. One by one, they approach us, offering greetings and pleasantries. Their eyes flicker over me, a mix of curiosity and judgment glinting in their gazes. Most acknowledge me with stiff nods or tight smiles, their true attention reserved for Efrem.
• It’s clear, their courtesies are extended to me only out of respect for him.
• Just stand by his side and smile.