Six months passed after the fight with Saldia.
And they were still not exactly on good terms, but it was slowly getting better.
Teclos was gone from home most of the time now, leaving early in the morning and only returning late at night to sleep.
Other than that, his life had suddenly become easy.
He always had coin to spare.
He always had a full belly.
And after completing plenty of jobs successfully, his standing within the mercenary company improved as well.
He improved their living conditions by bringing fresh food home. At first, Saldia refused to eat it, but with time, and with hunger gnawing at her, Teclos started finding leftovers in the trash. And the few times he did see her, she looked healthier.
Then he replaced the thin walls of their home with a sturdy stone foundation and logs stacked on top of it. Derrick and his friends helped him build it—of course, for some coin, but it was help nonetheless.
