Eiser steps into the room full of conversation and laughter. His aura commanding attention without demanding it. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, swept across the room as if mocking all the nobles.

People whispered in hushed tones as he passed, their gazes lingering on his tall figure, but none dared to approach.

With a casual grace, Eiser made his way to the balcony, the soft glow of moonlight casting shadows across his face. Leaning against the railing, he raised a glass of whiskey to his lips, the amber liquid glinting in the dim light.