Chapter 122

• ELIAM’S UNDERGROUND
• “My Lord,” Luke bowed to his master, who had sent for him. He stood straight, eyes glued to the man who was busy checking out the winter coat that had been made for him. He always had new ones made each year, and this was by far one of the best he had come across.
• As he dropped the coat on the desk before him, he turned to meet Luke's eyes, “How do you see the coat?” He straightened his robe, striding towards his armchair.