Chapter 83: Rediscovery

Days had passed.

"Ian! Ian!" Hana called, her voice sharp.

Ian had been lost in a book by the fireplace. He looked up at the sound of his name, his gaze immediately drawn to the letter Hana held out. The design and seal were instantly recognizable. Mereloff.

"Another message from Mereloff?" Ian asked.

"Yes. The servant insisted on a reply right away. He's waiting downstairs."

"It hasn't even been a full week," Ian muttered.

Beric stretched, his back cracking loudly as he rose from his spot by the fire. After the chaos he'd caused, he was back to his usual routine, seemingly none the worse for wear. 'What is that man made of?' Ian wondered.

Ian flicked a glance at Beric as he accepted the letter. Oblivious, Beric hopped down and practically bounced to Ian's side. "Well? Read it already!"

"Hold your horses. Patience."