Azorn and Sena landed in the middle of the castle's reception hall. She looked around and spotted one of the common castle maids. Those weren't the maids assigned to Arad's private quarter, but the simple and humble workers keeping the whole castle running, cooking food for the servants and the present soldiers guarding the place.
"This is Azorn, my younger brother. Please find him a room, a decent meal, and make sure nothing disturbs him."
The maid froze. She looked at Sena's soft and beautiful face, then at the hulking, pale-skinned, ogre-like, massive man at her side.
"Brother? Then won't it be best to find him an empty quarter up at the royal wings?" She took a step forward, but made sure to get close to Sena and not Azorn, because to be honest, he looked terrifying, especially with his tattered and blood-soaked clothes and messy hair. Did she find him in a bloodied war trench or something?
