Jack stood from his desk before Alaric told everyone. "Let's go."
The group moved as one, Jack, Alaric, S, and Father Caelen filing out of the study and into the manor's corridors. Their footsteps echoed against polished floors as they made their way toward the entrance where Finn waited.
Jack glanced at Father Caelen. "Get supplies ready. Meet me at Draven's shrine in forty-five minutes."
Father Caelen bowed slightly. "Of course, young master." He split off from the group, heading toward the storage rooms where medical supplies and dungeon provisions were kept.
The remaining three continued forward, their pace steady. Servants moved aside as they passed, bowing low and keeping their eyes down. The Duke's presence alone commanded respect, but Jack's cold focus made even experienced staff uneasy.
