He returned to his desk, each movement measured and deliberate. "If you endanger this House with foolish impulses, boy, there will be consequences."
The threat required no elaboration, Callen's reputation for ruthless efficiency was well-earned. "Kaelor will keep you under closer observation from now on. You will not leave the estate without his escort. You will not engage with anyone outside this household without permission."
Soren clenched his jaw, humiliation burning through his exhaustion. Reduced to a watched child after weeks of hard-won respect.
"The Cathedral Watch has a long memory," Callen continued, his tone suggesting he was discussing something as mundane as the weather. "And while House Velrane has certain... protections, they extend only so far. Do not test their limits again."
The dismissal was clear and absolute. Soren bowed stiffly, the movement sending fresh pain lancing through his shoulder, then turned to leave.
