Lucian's POV
We decide to stroll round the facilities of the hotel, personally I'll take it as an early morning walk. It surprises me how most of the guards will just greet me with the greatest respect, sometimes I get tired of this and want to be taken as a normal guy.
"Why do they always give us a special courtesy?" Estina asked the same question I asked myself, as she's walking besides me, holding my hands asks. Same thing I'm wondering right inside of me. I guess what to reply her. Of course there's pretty not much to guess, just tell her the truth, my mind tells me.
"It's just a custom we have to accept, though I myself do get tired of it sometimes." I watch as she shakes her head, shrugging her shoulders in reaction.
"Well, that's true." She replied.
"Yes," I confirm. "I've
