The Date.
As discussed with the girls, Lyra and Fanny agreed to let Kai and Carlotta go on their date alone, making their lord promise to take them on another next time.
This was not something he was aware of, not until the last minute, and of course, he was more than happy to accept it
Kai stood in front of the mirror inside his private chamber on the First Floor, staring at his reflection with the kind of intensity one would normally reserve for a final boss.
He was in his human form. Tall, lean, with semi-long black hair falling past his shoulders and sharp red eyes that glowed faintly in the dim light of the room.
But today, something was different.
He was not wearing his signature black suit. He was not wearing his mask. He was not even wearing anything remotely close to what the citizens of Rambosa had come to associate with the mysterious merchant known as Aron.
