How could he have slept that long? Why hadn’t Aedan woken him? He cleaned up and dressed hurriedly before going down in search of his brother. He came across him as Aedan was coming out of the long corridor that led to the Passing Room, Elver walking at his side. Aedan smiled when he saw Bradan, though the smile faded when it wasn’t returned. He nodded absently when Elver took his leave and gestured for Bradan to accompany him. “Our dame and I talked to two prospective guards today,” he said as he led the way toward, Bradan supposed, the library. “She decided to have both of them work for her. I think it’s a good start. They’ll come tomorrow. You can meet them then.” Gripping his arm, Bradan forced him to a stop in the middle of the corridor. “Why didn’t you tell me? I would have liked to be there to meet them as well. Instead you let me sleep like a tired child!” Aedan frowned at him, shaking his head slowly. “You were tired. You were up all night. You needed to rest.
