Minutes slipped by, and by the end of Seraphina's recounting, Miranda's eyes widened slightly in shock.
"There's… no clause?" she finally blurted, her voice sharper than she intended. "Isn't that a bad idea?"
Because it wasn't just unusual. It was dangerous.
With no binding clause, Harry could freely walk away from the Black Dragons whenever he pleased. At the drop of a hat, he could abandon them, taking whatever resources he gained along with him.
And that wasn't all.
The guild would also be obligated to sponsor him, providing resources and support to nurture his growth.
If he left… it would mean nothing but loss for them.
A risk. A heavy one.
Seraphina sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as she leaned back into her chair.
"Maybe… but it's a risk we have to take."
Her voice carried the weight of inevitability.
Because she knew better than anyone how dire their situation had become.
