C639 Bk 3: Ch– 158 Elders(pt-1)

The palace was silent like every night; Virgil was making the last check before retiring. He knocked on every door before exiting the servant's quarters. Virgil had a lamp on his left hand as his right hand checked the quarters. He turned from closing the last door when his ears caught a man approaching.

“Greetings, Sir Virgil.” Senalmade a bow.

“Everything is in order, I hope