Chapter 39: Among the Many
"Among the many great families across the nation, the Bastians had earned the title 'the Sheep' for their leniency when dealing with the public."
Astara continued, "Once the safety of the citizens is at stake, they'll take an interest. Helping the people elevates their image. So whatever you do, make sure it's something that will enhance their reputation—not just in Honor City, but across the other three cities as well."
The hours had crept into the dead of night. While Zira slept soundly, Daylan and the others quietly discussed how they would deliver her to the Bastian family.
Coming up with a deed grand enough to elevate the Bastians' name across all the cities wasn't something any of them could easily manage. In fact, Daylan had never even been to the other cities, so figuring out what might capture their interest was a challenge in itself.
Daylan leaned onto the sofa. "Has anything like that happened before?"
"You don't need every citizen to recognize them. Just promise to do something in their name—and get my parents to announce their good deed publicly at the Royal Capital."
"Good deed, huh?"
Medora rose to her feet and stretched with a tired sigh. "I think you should just go with a straightforward proposal. Ask what you can do to help, set a time limit for yourself, and get it done... I need to sleep."
That wasn't a bad idea either. They wouldn't lay a finger on Daylan, no matter how ridiculous his proposal might seem—and if he wasn't interrupted, he could at least use Spiral Mind on them.
As Daylan mulled over Medora's words, Astara rose to her feet and quietly excused herself to her room.
Daylan lay back on the sofa for a moment, calming his nerves as he stared up at the ceiling. He had to follow Medora's suggestion—there was at least a chance it could lead to something good.