"Sir, this is too much!" Johan protested at the clothes currently on his lap.
Together with the ones he was wearing now, there were only five of them. Cyril had almost ten in the castle and sometimes ran out of clean clothes if he forgot to wash them for a few days. As Karl said, he should use the servants for trivial tasks. Especially now that they were always training for hell.
"No, it's not much, you'll need it!" replied Cyril as he gave money to the clothes seller. The seller gave him a box to carry all the clothes Cyril had bought. "Want me to help you carry it?" asked Cyril when he saw Johan struggling.
The boy shook his head and struggled to do his first job alone. Especially since these were all clothes that would be used.
The gate was still guarded by Hans. It seemed that the changing of the guard had not yet taken place. The sky was still quite clear, although night would soon come.
