As a coin has two sides. The same way the moon bears both light and shadow. Fire gives warmth and destruction, and the darkness lives most under the radiant light.
The same could be said for the Varen barony, too, which was known as the city of Wagers.
People, at first glance at the city, thought the worst thing there was the regretful people, those who had destroyed their lives with gambling. However, they were wrong, laughably so, because the richest barony also had something worse to its name.
Slum.
However, instead of slums being outside the city walls. It was situated inside.
Velkyn Cross was one of those people, like Elias's father, Adrian Varen, who let the people who were treated like filth by both commoners and nobles live inside their territories.
'It's much worse than I thought it would be.'
Elias's eyes roamed over the lower city, the slums, and all he saw were depleted houses, if you could even call them that.
