Therlion sat in the room, thinking. So now he knew Kalam's plan. Not knowing what kind of help Kalam needed in that plan, he remained sitting for a few more moments. He decided he was ready for whatever Kalam needed. Getting up, he took a beer and drank only a little to wet his throat. He started walking and anticipated the guard's question "I am going home, the young lord has assigned me some work."
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