Chapter 32: An Order, Not a Request

Light as a feather, with quiet, cat-like steps, appeared a rather petite figure dressed in all black, with a long black coat, flowing down to the floor like a menacing phantom, and a big hood casting a dark shadow over their face. They stood behind Damien, their small frame disappearing entirely abaft his comparatively large figure, and a quiet, low female voice broke the silence between them with a short but informative statement,

"The Second Scouting Team has successfully departed for the Easter border, Your Grace. They will send a messenger hawk as soon as they arrive."

Damien hesitated for a brief moment, then turned his frowning face slightly to his right and replied, his voice matching the volume of his companion,

"Good. What about my other request?"

"I am visiting the Tulip Room tonight. I will return with the report first thing tomorrow morning."

The duke nodded.

"Alright. Good job, Laith. Be careful on your way back."