After getting turned down by the Academy, Cain didn’t let himself sleep in or mope around. The next morning he woke up before sunrise, even earlier than usual. He sat on the edge of his small bed, staring at the wall for a while, thinking about what his mother said, Dreams take longer sometimes.
If that was true, then he needed to start walking that longer path right now.
So he went out and asked around the city for work. Not normal work like carrying water or sweeping stalls, he already did those for small coins. He needed real money, and fast, enough to save little by little until one day he could pay the Knight Academy tuition.
That meant doing something most teenagers didn’t do.
Mercenary work.
He wasn’t strong enough yet to join real mercenary guilds, but the city always had peop
