Mer was fine with it.
"I can just have my guards walk over."
The clerk immediately raised a reassuring hand.
"You needn't trouble them, Lady Merlin. Your horses and carriages will be handled by our transport staff and be sent to your chosen destination."
"Oh."
She smiled faintly.
"Then that's fine, I suppose."
Lykos crossed his arms.
"Same. Send mine to my manor."
The clerk paused mid-step, visibly hesitating.
His eyes flicked toward Lykos, though still a little lowered.
"Lord Lykos… forgive me, but… are you certain?"
Lykos's fluffy ears twitched.
"Certain about what?"
The clerk swallowed.
"About your manor, my Lord. I've heard… you haven't visited since the day your—"
"Since the day my father died? The day my mother all but abandoned me?"
Lykos cut in with a scoff, silencing him.
His words made the air awkward enough to chew on.
Something that was news to Ignotus, who looked at the wolf-boy with pity.
