You heard the door to your shop open.

“Just a moment!” you call out, rounding the corner from the back room storage.

You almost pause in your tracks when you see who has entered the shop. Everyone in Velaris knew him — the High Lord’s spymaster, Azriel. You’ve never actually met him before but you have seen him high above you, flying in the skies.

“Hello,” he greets you softly.