The butler sent him back into Jewylle on Ilben. Benen wasn’t completely surprised, but it hadn’t occurred to him the Fergus family had a home in Jewylle center, nor did it do anything for his nerves. It had been nearly two weeks since he’d walked out of Evander’s room, two weeks that had felt a bit like a lifetime. He had no idea if Evander would even see him now, or if the man had moved on—Benen didn’t have the guts to ask Raldina for any news on the Fergus family he didn’t hear himself.
The Fergus home in the city was smaller but no less impressive, four stories of ornate front, large windows, and a carved double door. Benen rang the magical chime and waited. The door opened, revealing Evander dressed in expensive yet casual clothes, and Benen froze. He felt awkward, out of place. He’d
