"You will not speak until spoken to. Understood, Dedicated?" "Sir, yes sir."
After a long pause grey released the breath he had been holding. The last time thorvous had to discipline him there had been a bit of violence. And tho Grey did not fear it, nor did he wish to avoid it, it was thorvous's eyes that held Grey. There was saddness, rage, and something else there. But in an instant his face went blank his eyes as readable as a blank piece of parchment. "Dedicated, you were told to report, no." Thorvous looked back down at the pile of paperwork before him. "You were given specific orders to report on your actions and where abouts, each fortnight."
"Yes, baijan." Was all Greynor dared say. He had only sent three reports. There should have been more, but grey doubted that was something Thorvous was really concerned about. "Do you understand the position you are in, Dedicated?"
"I understand, baijan. It is why I returned."
"Some times the tower must work in secret to achieve it's goals. Some times we must publicly declare our actions and intentions."
Grey looked at Thorvous as the baijan raised his head.
"There should have been more reports, yes that is a concern. But this report about Baerlon. Let us discuss that."🌓
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