The next day. Jon's room...
"Knock. Knock… Knock."
There was a knock on Jon's door.
Jon got up to open the door lazily. He didn't ask who it was as he knew this knocking pattern very well.
"What's up, kid? Why so early? I haven't finished my breakfast yet." –Jon.
"Well, you are not here whenever I come to find you. So, I came early. What are you even up to?" –Olen asked.
"What am I up to?" –Jon got to thinking. What has he been doing these past few days?
Going to the mercenaries for the army that Bianca asked for.
Taking a few of the spies lurking around along with Aliotte. Since there would be a shortage of men in a few days, he should clean up as much as he could.
