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Damien simply didn't eat up her word. He knew he made her anxious, he could see through her tough mask, and that gave him an advantage he knew well how to use. His eyes locked right onto hers, the deep blue arrogance was the exact same present in Charon's own eyes, but this girl was young and naive, clueless about who she was dealing with. How curious... It seemed you were interested in finding this... Drogon. If it is information about him what you want, I could also provide you with it... For a fair price, of course... he offered, confident that his plans on building up a network of spies would be easy enough.

Once again the girl shifted away from the topic, this time to claim Damien reminds her of someone and ask about his allegiances. We're many... he started with mystery added to his voice and the knowledge he had acquired in the past months in mind. We're scattered across the known world. We know things and do things many don't want to know. I can never be alone even when there's no one in miles because our mother sees it all from her own plane. he explains, vaguely giving her an idea of who she was dealing with.

Now, who did he remind her of?