Quest for the bathroom

Chapter 55: "Quest for the bathroom"

"Try not to bring any dirt into my room," Daelan said as he stepped inside, his tone sharp but calm.

Thrain looked down at himself, realizing the remark was aimed at him. His clothes were a mess, burnt, tattered, and stained with soot and ash from the tournament. Meanwhile, the Bijins were immaculate as ever, their elegance untarnished. Thrain felt a flicker of annoyance but let it pass, knowing Daelan rarely spoke without reason, even if his sarcasm was biting at times.

"So... where would I go to clean up?" Thrain asked, trying to keep the irritation out of his voice.

Daelan paused, glancing up from a scroll he'd picked up from his desk. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly as he scanned Thrain from head to toe. "Why are you still in that mode?"

"What mode?"