Lion Head Mesa Vasílissa

Yes, Germanikos – a soldier, greyed whiskers, Arsenio confirmed at her query.

This seemed to be an acceptable thing, for the queen seemed to open to the misthofóros after learning of the man who had given him the assignment. In fact, she offered to show him to their storerooms and to make sure that he filled himself with food. Arsenio would not decline her this offering, but she did not seem to understand that he was not a presence she could so easily rid herself of.

No, no, you will not need to find me a place for sleeping. I will sleep outside where you are to sleep. I will follow you to wherever you go. Sabah will be met, but Sabah did not hire me. My job is to guard you, then Arsenio smiled, an easy expression in spite of the words that followed his initial statement. I only wished for you to be aware, but you do not have to be if you would rather not know I am there. The auburn wolf shrugged his broad shoulders.

I will not say much, I am only there to protect. Arsenio watched her unfalteringly, waiting for her to guide him to the storeroom and the other areas of interest in Akashingo.