Isolde excused Isaac and invited the guild master into her office. She blinked when Johan, the guild master of the Gate Defender's Guild, walked in through the door.
Garbed in a suit tailored to his frame, the guild master made his way toward Isolde. When he got close to the desk, he smiled softly. "Sorry to trouble you, Lady Selyne."
Isolde raised an eyebrow and tapped the table. "You may sit."
Johan sat down. 'She's something else. I've seen what Eliza has become as a Titled god, and I thought she was already a goddess on par with Selyne, but now, seeing her in the flesh, I might have been wrong.'
He thought inwardly. Those golden tear marks flawlessly etched on her face, and those long, delicate eyelashes drew one into her mesmerizing eyes.
She sat there so calmly, like she wasn't before one of the top-ranking men in the country.
Clearing his throat, Johan composed himself. Unfortunately, Arthur found this talent before he did.
