Xanthus.
Ferony city, 2 pm
'So you are off to wherever I am.".
He was grinning widely in approval which made Xeron shrink back into his seat. The cushion effect made him uncomfortable, for he was never used to tremendous luxury, even if he had explored the city for two years, mainly because of Xanthus.
"How often do you come here? Where do you live?"
Xeron was expecting these questions. But his silence made the other disappointed. Xeron knew talking less would give suspicions about his identity and he swore not to. In his life, it was a consistent truth not to converse too much. After all, his mother died after such an
