What kind of conditioning was this?
Minister Kordell was convinced something had gone terribly wrong with him. Because now, every single time that literally bright child's head snapped in his direction, he would jolt in his seat like he had been struck by lightning
When he came to, he found himself slumped in his chair, blinking at the strange sight of bidders actually standing from their seats.
Apparently, whatever item was being showcased on stage was powerful enough to make even the masters rise from their resting places six feet below the ground. The entire auction hall was stirring, gasps rising like waves.
But Minister Kordell Nox couldn't care less if the entire crowd downstairs started pulling at each other's wigs.
Because right now, the problem was those big golden eyes staring at him worriedly.
"My Lady! Look! I think the Minister is finally awake!" Ollie exclaimed, his voice pitched with relief.
