For once, nobody was trying to close the Guild, inspect it, compete over Adventurer Rank, kill a monster, or drag Sage into another problem. He intended to enjoy that miracle for as long as it lasted.
The evening had begun with Mina declaring that everyone had been too busy lately and somehow ended with two tables being pushed together in a private dining room, enough food ordered for twice their number, and Sage surrounded by people who normally had little reason to sit together.
Boren occupied the seat nearest the roasted pork, Mina had claimed the chair beside Sage, Iris arrived carrying a notebook despite being specifically told not to bring one, Rowan sat quietly near the end, Leon had abandoned his usual formal appearance for a plain dark shirt, and Lucan arrived last wearing a sapphire brooch large enough to finance a small village.
