There were rumours around the house that Gustavo wasn't just any normal guard. It was said that he had come from up north, these people were known to dabble in arcane magic unlike in Astoria where only a few people had an affinity for magic and were mostly healers.
The people from the north were known for being mercenaries for hire. It was said that he was sent on a bit on lord Blackthorn himself but somehow ended up being turned to Blackthorn's most trusted and only bodyguard. The story wasn't exactly clear but his aura and presence around the house always felt out of place.
'What in the hell is he doing?' Mara thought.
Gustavo's eyes, cold and calculating, scanned the area. For a heart-stopping moment, Mara thought he had spotted her. She held her breath, pressing herself harder against the rough bark of the tree. But his gaze moved on, and she exhaled silently, relief washing over her.