The Day of Crimson Winds, Galieva's Memory II

The man who dealt the final blow to Bloodstorm Nouver asked once more. "Is there no one who hails from the Mountain of Eternal Winter?" Suddenly, a nervous cough was heard from the back. It was Lonely Galieva, who, swallowing carefully, replied. "I heard... that there is a guest at the Valencian royal palace who comes from Everfrost, the Mountain of Eternal Winter. Being a scholar, wouldn't they be in the courts of Prince Manmehan Nesser?" Upon hearing his response, the man dusted off sand piled atop Galieva's shabby hat and was said to have made his way to Valencia City. Once he had disappeared beyond the setting sun, those remaining couldn't contain their excitement any longer. For that man appeared as calm too collected as the first to bear such an awesome trophy. Another mystery was why the masses could only feign muteness in that man's presence.