ALDRIC
"Come in."
The door opened and Garrett stepped inside. He was tall. Broader in the shoulders than most of the other sentinels I had seen around the estate. Though he was young and has a decent looking face, it was still weathered in that way that came from years of outdoor work and probably a few too many fights. His eyes were his most redeeming geatures. I disliked them so much too. Because they looked sharp and alert. They swept the room in one quick motion before settling on me.
I stepped back and gestured toward the chair near the window. My hand was steady. My expression was neutral. Everything about me screamed casual concern.
"Sentinel Garrett. Thank you for coming."
He nodded once. "You requested my presence. Of course I would come."
"I did." I moved to lean against the dresser. My arms crossed over my chest and I let out a breath that sounded tired. Worried even. "I apologize if I'm being paranoid. I just can't shake this feeling."
