C283 It Was an Invisible Humiliation!

In the capital of Lunamos, within an elegant loft, a black-robed elder sat cross-legged on a futon. He addressed a man appearing to be in his sixties, "You know why I summoned you. Has it been so long already, and is your granddaughter Kaleb still among the living?"

The man, jolted by the inquiry, responded cautiously, "Poison God, I can't say for certain. Luther has been away with Kaleb