I was surprised he had heard anything about my letter and then I realized Falkas is one of his most trusted advisors. Of course he would hear about it.
I pulled the letter out of my trunk and handed it to him. When he finished reading it, he looked up at me with tired, wisdom-filled eyes.
"When do you leave?" he asked.
"I don't know," I replied, "I don't even know if I'm going to accept the offer."
"Of course you will take the offer! You do not turn down the summons of a Jarl!"
"But Whiterun is my home and I am a Companion. My job is here, helping you."
"Whiterun will always be here. The Companions will always be here. A personal invitation from a Jarl asking for your help is a fleeting dream. You should grab onto it and let it take you to new heights. And when you come down, you will always be welcomed back here at Jorrvaskr. Once a companion, always a companion."
I guess my decision is made. I leave tomorrow morning.
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