Willfest dragged me out of the Justicar's castle, he didn't say a word to me, he didn't allow me to say anything either, but he was clearly furious, he passed by Lay, who, noticing the atmosphere, didn't say a word and took me directly to the house that the Sir and his family occupied in Dublin, a house that was not bad, it must have measured more than 400 square meters, it was gigantic, considering the houses he knew in Mordagfell, which were the only ones of that time with which I could compare this one in front of me, it made them pale.
Willfest opened the door and pushed me inside, into the living room, the room was decorated with two nice fabric armchairs of the period, Roy was sitting in civilian clothes which was strange to see, apparently he had lit the fireplace.
-If Gran is here it means you did well, I didn't expect that....
-Roy, you better not say anything.
