Wooyun slumped into the bed he had been given, his hand rubbing across his face.
He was worn, torn, and beyond exhausted. When he went to bed that fateful night, he didn't expect to wake up in a barn and most definitely didn't expect to be in the heart of the Northern Region—at the heart of the sect. He was now sitting in a room that had been provided for him on the south side of the Heavenly Demon Grand Capital—a pavilion that was dedicated to the first disciple.
Everything was nice and roomy; meals were provided for him when he needed them, and he was told by Jaha there would be someone here tomorrow to tend to him.
"Like a servant? Of my own?" Wooyun asked in surprise.
Jaha nodded.
"Some robes will be provided for you once your training begins. For now, you are instructed to master the five elements. Don't even think about learning anything from Lord Baek until you do." That was all he said before leaving.
