Outside, the instrumentalists were concluding their first song, accompanied by East Ridley that had decided to show off his harp skills.
"That was wonderful." Sigrid whispered, dabbing at a tear in the corner of her left eye. "When did you learn to play the harp East?"
"At the age of four and I have continued to date. It was my mother's specialty and she taught me. I was not excellent when it came to wielding swords but put a harp in my hands and I can create magic. I actually play for audiences in Medoris and wherever I travel to but I don't use my name and I wear a mask to avoid being identified."
His harp was special, Sigrid had detected waves of magical energy being emitted as he played. Even the strings were not like ordinary strings of the normal harps. It was most likely to be thread woven by his spider. This harp was no ordinary harp, it was a weapon.
