Damien said nothing more.
He turned, Fenrir taking slow steps softly behind him, and left the chamber with Haldric guiding him back through the dimly lit corridors.
When they reached the stairs leading to the guest rooms, Haldric stopped him. "Sorry you got dragged into that."
Damien shrugged. "I expected worse."
Haldric smirked faintly. "I'm sure you did."
They exchanged a nod, and Haldric walked off into the darkness.
Damien entered his room again, closing the door softly behind him. Luton slid down from his shoulder and flopped onto the bed. Fenrir curled up near the window.
Damien took one last look at the folded map on the table.
Tomorrow, he would leave.
Tomorrow, everything would resume.
He lay down, hands behind his head, and closed his eyes again.
This time, no interruptions came.
Sleep finally took him.
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