AT THE MAGIC PACK
Aaron ambled into the packhouse, holding the wrist of a grown man. They were heading to the main door, and the servants were murmuring to themselves as they saw Aaron with the strange man they hadn’t seen before. Two warriors opened the main door for them. Aaron smiled at the man as they both made their way into the living room.
"Go call my wife." Aaron said, waving at a maid who bowed her head with respect while observing the young man he was standing with before walking away in the direction of the hallway.
"D-do you think she will accept me?" The young man asked in a shaky voice, looking at Aaron, who tapped his right shoulder.
"You have nothing to worry about; she will accept you because I brought you here…she will respect my choice," Aaron assured.
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