Chapter 12: The Tower of the Wind On one of the walls was a massive portrait of what could have only been Rongen in his younger days; Eni guessed that it was how he must have looked when he was a little younger than she was. He was surprisingly handsome, his fur carefully styled, and his pale eyes seemed to be looking right at her. Rongen noticed where she was looking and smiled for the first time. "Gray might remember that; it's how I looked when we met. Painted it myself, but not so much as an ounce of exaggeration, eh?" he said proudly.
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