[ As promised, the following evening Miller makes his way to the Last Drop a few hours after the sun has set. After Silco gave him the offer of an extra means to bide his time, he's picked up a couple of shifts as a security guard here and there at this bar, but he hasn't frequented it enough to know who is or isn't a regular yet. So whether Richard is here often or if he looks out of place... he wouldn't know. In fact, he isn't even sure what Richard looks like. He's simply scanning the more private corners of the building for any individual sitting by themselves.
When he finds that, what he didn't expect was to see the young man he'd encountered fighting the locals a few months prior. ]
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[ As promised, the following evening Miller makes his way to the Last Drop a few hours after the sun has set. After Silco gave him the offer of an extra means to bide his time, he's picked up a couple of shifts as a security guard here and there at this bar, but he hasn't frequented it enough to know who is or isn't a regular yet. So whether Richard is here often or if he looks out of place... he wouldn't know. In fact, he isn't even sure what Richard looks like. He's simply scanning the more private corners of the building for any individual sitting by themselves.
When he finds that, what he didn't expect was to see the young man he'd encountered fighting the locals a few months prior. ]
You... are the Duke of Gloucester?