Baron Edrin

"Indeed, you didn't make the cut for your first battle."

Charles looked at Andrew's face in profile with astonishment and emotion.

Andrew felt Charles's gaze, but he had no desire to confront it with his own.

"Getting too attached to others could be too painful."

A middle-aged man approached them accompanied by two small children.

The two little ones hid behind their father's legs while casting curious glances at Charles and Andrew.

"Respectable mercenaries, I have a room with an insulated bed for the injured young man and I can also set up an extra bed for you sir."

Not knowing the mercenaries' first names, the man used his gaze to let Charles and Andrew know who he was talking to.

"It would indeed be great if we could stay with you," Charles replied with a smile.

"We'd be very grateful," Andrew added without too much emotion.

If a bed was suddenly available, it must have been occupied before.