Chapter Twenty-Four (1/2)

“Oh, you weren’t kidding,” Serenia mumbles as Harbin leads her into a large office with walls lined with bookshelves and a large oak table in the middle of the room with tons more books and instruments on top, most of the chairs covered as well.

“What is this place?” she asks.

“It’s my office,” Harbin answers with a giddy grin, spreading his arms wide like a child showing off his creation. Only the creation blew up and left this mess.

“Your office? Aren’t you a royal guard?”

“Well, technically yes, all of us warriors from the lower rank families are, all the higher ranks are mostly generals or officials, like Sir Olsson. But my most important role amongst our members is the pack tracker, scout, and healer. I map all the best routes, track the best prey and the most difficult of assassins, and I have the medicinal properties of every herb and plant right here,” he says and taps his head.

“Well, colour me impressed,” Serenia mumbles under her breath but Harbin clearly hears it as he