"I'll be sending a message." Gesth suddenly stood up from his chair and made a move towards the door. His resolve was finally complete and he didn't have a lot of time to feel terrible about it.
Liam bolted up from the bed and rubbed his eyes, "Are you finally going to tell Your—"
"No—it's none of your business." The old man's tone was gruff and rough. Even for his own liking and somehow it made him feel his age more. The pain and stiffness in his back and entire body was getting to him and it wasn't something that could be mitigated with Healing Potions or Anti-Aging Poultrices that the Noble Women like to use.
