After Lord Idriss left them be, Levi helped his brother sit up and clean himself. From the thunderous rhythm of Arthur's heart, he could tell just how much effort had gone into pulling that greatsword. He had poured every ounce of strength into it, pushing well beyond his limits.
"You did good," Levi praised.
"I had to." Arthur gave a thumbs-up with a foolish smile. "He was about to expose us."
At that, everyone raised an eyebrow in surprise. None of them had expected Arthur to be clever enough to deflect Lord Idriss's probing like that.
Still, it worked. Lord Idriss had left without pushing further. Shia knew it was for the best. Even if he'd shown a flicker of interest in Levi, he wouldn't have recommended him.
Each agency was only allowed to give out one recommendation letter. The bigger ones could give two at most. And in Lord Idriss's case, someone had already claimed the second.
He wouldn't be foolish enough to hand Arthur's letter to Levi.
