"It seems the Tenth Sun has finally decided to grace us with his presence," a voice came from the side.
Asher turned his head in the direction of the voice, his purple eyes landing on a man who was bowing. The man rose upright with a smile on his face. Of course, he wasn't bowing to Asher because he was a Wargrave, but simply because he was joking around.
As for why none of them were really surprised or cared about Asher's status as a Noble, and a Wargrave at that, it was simply because there had been many Nobles at the Algorith Frontier. Everyone here had gotten used to seeing people from Noble families around, to the point that Nobles were regular people to them. Well, not that Nobles held any authority here to begin with.
Although the Wargraves were a different breed of Nobles, it still didn't matter to the Soldiers at the Frontier, who were already desensitized to the presence of Nobles.
"I'm Cadet Parker, pleased to meet you." He stretched out a hand.
