The days after Maxwell rejected the Emperor's proposal passed by like a gentle summer breeze.
Maxwell spent his days lazing around with Eithan and Vin. Going to auctions for the fun of it, being dragged by Eithan to night parades in the streets.
Yup, they did a lot of things during the past two weeks. And, much to Maxwell's satisfaction, none of those things involved commissions or tasks at the mercenary guild.
In fact, Maxwell couldn't remember the last time he crossed the guild's entrance and walked into the lobby.
That was why he stood there, at the courtyard of the guild building, with the morning breeze blowing against his face and sunlight pouring down on him, hands in pockets as he tried his best to regulate his breathing.
