Beneath the City's Gaze [Part-2]
Ronan moved forward, his countenance serene and respectful as he bowed to Leon.
"Good day, Your Grace," he stated, his voice firm and full of respect.
To his left, just behind him, the girl echoed the gesture with sincere grace. Her brown tunic rustled softly as she bowed silently.
Leon matched the gesture with a smiling face and a silent head bob.
Ronan straightened up smoothly from his bow before Leon and now faced Aria with a courtly bow. "Hello, Lady Aria," he told her quietly, smiling.
Now his keen gaze flicked towards the three ladies just behind Leon. He produced a courteous smile along with a second polite bow. "And greetings to you as well, my ladies.
Leon cocked his head, a faint, wry smile creeping at the edge of his mouth. "Huh… Ronan. And you're the guide Aria was talking about?"
"Yes, Your Grace. I am," Ronan replied with his customary, unwavering composure.
