The Black Gold Company [Part-2]
With the group proceeding into the ornate Black Gold Company, gentle illumination from suspending magical lanterns lit the elegant stride. A white attendant robe-clad male attendant proceeded to step ahead, his demeanor flawless, face holding a shiny professional smile. Hand over his chest, he bowed low.
"Welcome to the Black Gold Company," he uttered with plain sophistication. "How can I serve you, noble guests?
The abrupt voice of attendant shattered the quiet reflections hovering between the group. Leon, who had been regarding the shimmering exhibits along the wall, turned his eyes towards the attendant. His eyes were unruffled, unwavering.
The attendant was a thin man in his early thirties, with well-parted hair and a crystal service badge pinned above his chest. Every detail about him screamed trained refinement.
