Chapter 3 : The Job

Walking to the described area he knocked on the strong wooden door after a long wait a dwarven man came and opened the door looking out he saw a lowborn warlock staring at him and asked "who are you and what do you want?!"in a harsh voice .

"i am here to apply for the post of the prince servant" Damien said

"you are joking right the post is for high borns only i told those stupid guard that and yet they sent u here go back "he yelled "well they said that high borns are not taking the post "Damien retorted "yeah you think i am not aware if that "he said sighing

"fine since it is towards the deadline come on in "he said opening the door for Damien to enter "take a seat "he told him, pulling the chair back Damien sat as the dwarf climbed onto his sit and dragging a wooden slate and an ink he asked

"name "

"Damien salvator"

"age"

"19 years"

"specie"

"wizard"

writing everything down he raised his head and asked Damien

"how much do you want to be paid "

"a thousand golden coins " he answered

"wha i can't pay you a thousand you are a lowborn "he shouted "then i will just leave and you can find your high born servant before the deadline tomorrow" Damien replied standing and head towards the door "wait fine i would pay you a thousand gold " the dwarf said "a week " Damien asked

"what hrr fine a week" the dwarf said writing it on Damien's file before stamping it and setting it on the shelf alphabetically returning to his sit he gave Damien a badge and told him to head to the castle.