"What did you need to talk to us about?" Clyde asked as he sipped his brandy.
"I have collected the materials you have asked for," he said and handed Micah a large bag from behind his desk. "Now, are you going to tell me what you were doing out in the woods at night with my daughter?" He demanded.
Clyde sighed and finished off his glass, "we were setting up a training ward for her to safely wield her magic and learn combat," he replied honestly.
Duke Henry raised an eyebrow, "why does she need to learn combat?" He asked nervously.
