"Ah, young Bastion, come take a seat. Have some wine and relax. You seem a bit stiff."
As soon as Bastion entered the main room of the building, an older gentleman with a nonchalant air about him called out to him.
This man was Senator Rowan Listig, the collaborator that had basically dictated every successful move that Bastion had initiated towards his goal of stopping the marriage between very and Jasmine.
He had slicked back gray hair and a well-groomed full beard to match.
The suit he was wearing was clearly of the finest quality, and he was wearing a couple of rings and an ornate pendant, but not enough to the point of looking gaudy.
With the slightest plumpness to his cheeks and the good-natured smile he was wearing, one might think of him as the jolly grandfatherly type, but Bastion knew better.
Rowan Listig was one of the sharpest and most devious members of Azade's Senate.
