Xeron
Storm Lane, Unanimous's House, 12 noon
"How exactly are you planning to compete with them?", came his booming voice inside the chamber.
The throne carried his heavy figure, with the only woman whom Xeron repudiated present in the room, massaging his shoulders, while the wine bottles kept on the luxurious table shined.
The cool wind of the air conditioner and the piano which lay concealed behind a dirty sheet, along with those images of the long-gone ancestors remained put on every inch of the wall, added to his discomfort. Beside him stood Insy, her arms on either side of her slim physique, praying hard that the growing mass d
