221 Raiya's Secret Plan

Osgar was brought to the spacious room a few moments later. His hair was still wet, his face red from the excessive scrubbing he was subjected to. He was wearing a simple beige tunic and gray trousers, the first thing the servants could find for him. His eyes were half closed. He was still unaccustomed to light.

"Mr. Osgar Murkwaters," Stalwart said as soon as Adwer ushered the man inside. "I'm glad to finally make your acquaintance. Please, have a seat." Stalwart looked at Adwer, who had brought the ghost captain in. "Bring the man some food, and the best wine Hartwell has to offer."

Osgar looked nonplussed. He dragged his feet toward the nearest chair and sat on it. Stalwart, still standing, advanced toward his new guest. He eyed him from head to toe, made sure Osgar felt uncomfortable enough before he spoke.