"What's for dinner?"
Bella's serious expression soon turned into a smile of nostalgia as we both met up with our group, but just as I was about to hug everybody… Aisa said,
"God damn, Orion. You smell like shit,"
"Oh, I guess I haven't taken a shower in over… a week. Yeah, a week," I muttered, and so Aisa immediately sent me to the bathroom.
Once I had been cleaned up and I smelled good again, I then hugged everybody, and we all ate a nice and peaceful dinner.
The army outside was being directed by some of the servants in this household, though… I could no longer trust them.
"Hey, how did information like this get out?" I asked once, basically all interrogation about where I've been died down.
Of course, I didn't tell them anything.
"Information on how the head was sick and out of commission?" Findir asked before gently patting his mouth with a neat napkin.
"Yeah, basically,"
