Campfire Tales~
Seth Callan
Duff Hall, Aleron
Seth stayed the week at Duff Hall. Adan insisted on a proper transition. The hours spent going through correspondence and ledgers and contracts were hard on the old rhi, but he wouldn’t let up until Seth had read and recited back precisely which barrister kept which banker honest with which accounts. That the Aleron enterprise was so vast came as no surprise. That so many of the details required to manage it were recorded solely in Adan’s head was a bit of a concern.
“How am I going to manage this?” Seth tossed the pen to the desk.
“Your way,” said Adan. “It’s bound to be better than mine.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He stretched his tired shoulders.
“It means I’m a proud old fool who should’ve told you when I made you my Second.” A
