Outside the Guild, Veshara stretched both arms above her head, enjoying the pull through her shoulders after sitting in that ungrateful old man's office.
A pair of dragonkin guards were coming down the street. They spotted her beside the entrance and straightened before saluting Veshara.
She smiled at them.
"Working hard?"
"Yes, Captain."
"Wonderful. Keep it up~"
Their boots continued down the paving while she lowered her arms, watching them go with a thoughtful hum.
"Hmm..."
She ought to be doing that too. Working. There were ships at the harbor, men awaiting their assignments, and probably someone somewhere doing something they shouldn't.
She missed her proper command. Leading one of Sarthal's elite combat companies had suited her far better than listening to merchants argue about cargo.
That posting had ended after she'd suggested that her superior retire.
