Today, Fenris decided to visit Eann for the miscellaneous services.
Fenris walked up to Henrik's door first to check up on the injured court member. This man declined healing from the unicorns. He was going to use the pain as a reminder, he said. The king just allowed him to do what he liked.
The king used the master's key to open the door and looked inside. The injured person slept soundly, the scent of medicinal incense in the air. It was the same scent he would smell in Rodnir's room every time the other person got hurt from fights. Those injuries were all caused by going overboard his limits, however. The king wouldn't even heal him just so Sierra would take care of Rodnir for a day.
"Are you going to follow your little sister back home, if ever? I wonder how desperate Bourbonia can get when it comes to punishing me… or what they think is a punishment to me." Fenris only shook his head. He closed the door and locked it just the same.
