Leaving the bounty office was easy. Navigating Eldenholm's streets without Cassian getting distracted was not.
"Wait, is that a bakery?"
'Nope, not today.'
Lindarion grabbed the back of his collar and kept walking.
Cassian groaned. "Come on, just five minutes—"
"You just said the bounty wasn't enough for a meal," Lindarion reminded him.
"That was before I smelled fresh bread," Cassian argued, eyes lingering longingly on the shop window as Lindarion dragged him away.
Luneth trailed silently behind them, the faint crunch of her footsteps the only sign she was still there.
The academy gates weren't far, and soon, the towering spires of the Academy loomed before them.
The entrance was still bustling with students, some returning from errands, others simply lingering outside to talk.
Lindarion didn't break stride, heading straight for the dormitories.
Cassian groaned dramatically. "We should've taken another bounty. Maybe something exciting. A monster, maybe."
