Third Person POV
The crowd stared back at him, curiosity painted on their faces.
“Hello everyone. I’ve been known for years now as Asher Blake, but all of that was a lie.”
Someone somewhere in the crowd called out, “Why do we care about that?”
Asher couldn’t help but chuckle. “Right, well, I’m getting to that.” He purposefully waited another beat, raising the crowds curiosity even higher.
“Well spit it out!” A lady in the back hollered, the rest of the crowd mumbling in agreement.
“Better be damn good to interrupt this memorial!” Another man said from somewhere to Asher’s left.
“Right, the memorial for Alaric Valmor and his father, yes? Well, you’ll be pleased to know that Alaric is alive.”
Gasps and whispers moved through the crowd in a wave, ever
