Michael sat cross-legged in the sitting room of his residence. He rested one elbow on the arm of the chair, fingers lightly tapping his chin in thought.
Across from him stood three people.
Lyra, cloaked as always, her eyes half-lidded but alert.
Lia, and Ace awkwardly stood side by side.
Wisdom, of course, had perched himself directly on Michael's shoulder. Watching. Always watching.
Michael's gaze drifted from one boy to the other.
"I'll be leaving for my territory tomorrow," he said evenly.
Neither Ace nor Lia responded immediately.
Michael's voice remained calm, but firm. "Lyra will accompany me. However, you two have to make a choice."
He let the words settle before continuing.
"You can come with me. Serve under my name. In return, you'll be fed and paid, like before but better this time.
Michael's tone shifted slightly. "Or, you stay here. Maintain this residence, manage the property in my absence, and handle minor affairs. I'll pay you a monthly salary either way."
