"Wait!" Lieutenant Garrett called to Weylyn just before she could ascend the stairs.
Weylyn paused in her step and glanced over her shoulder, her brow curling up questioningly.
"You have come to a decision then?" Weylyn asked as she turned around to face the lieutenant.
"I will tell you what you wish to know, but you must promise me... that you will find a way, to save old town." Lieutenant Garrett relented.
"I cannot promise you that..." Weylyn began as she headed back to the table to take a seat.
"But you can be rest assured, all I can do... I shall do." Weylyn replied, taking a seat and gesturing for lieutenant Garrett to also sit.
Lieutenant Garrett sat slowly, his gaze slightly furrowed.
"It all began three summers ago..." Lieutenant Garrett began.
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Three Years Ago...
"Garrett! You are late!" Owen hissed in annoyance as he glared daggers at his lieutenant.
