Silent Authority

[PRINCE CAIUS TORIN DRAVOS]

There is a stark difference in reception the moment I step into the Region of Valtièrre.

It can not be compared to that of Vale, and it has nothing to do with how bright the sun shines there.

My gaze sweeps the cold lone room, with a large oak rectangular table at the center, chairs pulled out for us as we approach.

There is no hearth burning nearby to release the heat.