You entered the room without Emberspark uttering a single word, letting her check the entire space from top to bottom. She looked at you several times during the whole process, eventually finding herself under your bed as she judged it for cleanliness. “So, ‘chief’, I guess you’re not half-bad at being the barracks caretaker.” She withdrew her head from underneath and glares at you. “But you’re still no Royal Guard. Can’t believe they actually went so far as to give you an honorary title. I don’t consider you a Royal Guard.”