Raegar's eyebrow shot up in curiosity, but he nodded as he was led toward the Lord Inquisitor's office. Ten minutes later, he arrived at a wooden door that the older woman knocked on.
Moments later, a feminine voice echoed out. ''Come in!''
As they entered the room, Raegar's gaze locked onto a white-haired woman with piercing red eyes that halted him in his tracks. Her uncanny resemblance to his mother sent a jolt through him, stirring a whirl of thoughts.
'Cousin? Aunt, perhaps?' he wondered, his mind racing to place her familiar features.
Her presence carried the weight of countless battles; her face and arms bore a lot of scars, each mark a story from the conflicts she had endured, but the aura around the woman was something else, similar to Griffin but stronger.
