"Come in, hero! You are always welcome here," Guildmaster Harold greeted the hero with a handshake and invited the boy and his two knights into his office.
"Jen, bring us some tea, dear. The best we have, if you will," he ordered his secretary. After doing so, he signaled everyone to sit.
The chairs in the room were neatly arranged and seemed soft enough to make one fall asleep instantly.
As Logan sat, he was far from feeling sleepy.
He was going over what he would say in his head, nervous about undertaking what was probably the biggest deal of his life.
He breathed in and out slowly, trying to calm his thoughts, and finally, he was able to speak normally.
"Well then, I have a deal I wanted to speak with you about, Sir Harold." Logan began with a cough to get everyone's full attention.
