Chapter 217. Provocation
Jael tapped his nail on the table as he waited for Danag. The Head Guard was sure taking his time. It felt like more than fifteen minutes had passed but Jael knew it was just his impatience talking.
He looked around the study. The only source of light was the open curtains. He didn’t think he would be back in here so soon but here he was and he was not pleased.
Whatever reason Danag had for returning to the castle it better be good. His thoughts were running amok as he tried to guess what this was about.
The knock hardened Jael’s expression. "Come in," his deep voice resonated in the small space.
"Sire," Danag said with a bow as soon as he walked in.
"You better have a good reason for showing up without my permission, Danag." He didn’t bother hiding his irritation.
"Yes, Sire. I do." He replied, standing straighter but keeping his head bent. The door remained open and Danag did not attempt to walk any closer.
Jael pinched his nose as he picked up the stench. "What is that smell? Did you fight a paler before coming here?" Jael asked in horror.
"Yes," Danag said darkly, and for the first time, Jael noticed his head guard was angry. "I figured it was best to spare you the smell. That’s why I sent a servant instead of coming up to you myself. As you can see, ten minutes is not enough to wash off the smell of a Paler’s blood. It is not even enough time to clean up."
"You could have added that in the damn message," Jael said with a glare.
"I did not see any need to mention that as the fight has gone easier than I expected and I barely got any scratches," Danag said with a determined expression.