Miller and Damian were in the captain's room inside the guard's barracks, talking without anyone else around.
"You don't have that many things to do right now, but don't forget about Lucas' training, and to keep all the guards in order," Miller said as she showed the room. "This will be your working place, but I expect to see you walking around the castle to ensure the other guards are doing their job. All right? Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some things to do."
"Of course," Damian said, bowing. "I don't want to take up any more of your time."
Miller left after that, leaving only Damian inside the room, which looked empty after Natasha packed up her things. But Damian preferred it that way.
"At least this place looks organized now," he thought.
There were already a few papers on his desk, those that required his attention. Miller had put them there during their conversation. It was a note, a secret one only the captain would read.
Damian,