Nickolas managed to finalise all decisions regarding the tournament by dusk, which meant the delegation would be departing the next day.
Fortunately no one had any objections to them tagging along, but then again why would they? The group wasn't related to the Order in any way and was technically just travelling at the same time as the delegation, not as a part of it.
"How long are you going to be staying at Mountainfall?" Calen asked.
"For at least one night, but realistically probably two or three." Greg answered. "Lady Sylara always insist to throw a large banquet whenever a delegation from another settlement arrives on official businesses."
Thinking of Greg at a banquet and the fact that he used to be sealed in a magic armour around the clock made Calen think of something.
"How did you eat before?"
"Pardon me?"
"When you were in the armour – you couldn't take it off for even a little, so I was wondering how did you eat?"
