It was a long walk from the pond and its fish to the guest quarters but Bran took his time, choosing not to take any of the shortcuts he knew.
He nodded to a few people he recognised as he walked over one of the sky bridges that connected the various buildings. They nodded or smiled in return though no one talked to him. It had always been like that. Familiar faces, but no voice or name to go along with them.
He really should have invited Misha along, Bran thought to himself. Even if the little dragon didn't like Malcolm, he probably would have still like learning about his research or, at the minimum, been able to see more of the manor.
