The night was not peaceful. Angor could not sleep well because he was always troubled by noises of someone yelling or things being smashed.
Angor climbed up from his bed with sleepy eyes the next morning. He planned to sleep a bit more, but he was prevented by someone screaming madly next door—the Phantom Servant child.
Toby was chirping loudly on his bedstand. Anyone else here would find the bird terribly bothersome, although Angor knew that Toby was only singing the City of Sky in a really bad way, due to the lack of musical senses.
Angor helped Toby changed into a fisherman suit and smoothened his feathers. "There are a lot of wizards attending the fair, so don't go wander off this time. Stay inside Prome's yard, alright?"
Toby nodded.
Angor spent some time getting washed, then went to Dave's room. He could still sense the illusion he deployed yesterday, and the Phantom Servant child was still yelling.
