Sol walked through the lonely hallways of the corridor, lost in thoughts. He hated nothing more than being pushed to act or pick a side in a matter, that's why he kept himself hidden. Yet, the problem had found him somehow.
Leaving the building together with Klien attracted mixed reactions from people who saw him. While peasants were excited as this meant that even the number two pillar was on their side and for nobles, Sol was a traitor.
"We take my carriage back to my residence. You will be staying there until we deal with this problem." Sol said to Klien who was just about to walk away like nothing happened.
Klein groaned dully but didn't argue. He just looked at Sol with a frown, like a child getting scolded by a parent.
"At least let me get some clothes," Klein said dully as he entered the carriage, and Sol frowned at his words.
