Chapter 8: Ranking
Knock, knock.
A soft knocking came from his doors, but it stopped immediately... then started again. He ignored it. Sylas likes everything in order. He has a specific time he likes to wake up and do things.
He also knows that it’s Elizabeth who is knocking at his door. His life as Arthur gifted him a unique skill, thanks to Merlin. Even when he’s asleep, he is aware of his surroundings. He can hear heartbeats, footsteps.
But after several rounds of continuous knocking, he finally got out of bed and opened the door.
Elizabeth stood on the other side. He loomed over her.
"What?"
She lowered her head, her words stumbling while trying to speak.
"You have to go to the main house today, Sir Sylas."
He closed the door, showered, got dressed, grabbed his sword, and opened it again. Elizabeth was still waiting for him there, sitting on the floor next to the door.
"Let’s go."
He handed her his sword, and they started walking. After a few steps, noticing she was struggling to keep up, he slowed down.