Chapter 121: Quinn West Arrives At Denmark (2/2)

”Ah, yes, Mr. Thorn,” replied Quinn as he stepped forward to shake hands with his babysitter. ”I've heard about you. It's nice to meet you.”

Aksel shook hands with Quinn and asked. ”Really? What have you heard?”

”Just some tidbits,” responded Quinn. Of course, he didn't know crap about Aksel. Except for his name, he had no knowledge about Aksel. ”But I would like to hear from you. Tell me about yourself.”

Aksel looked at the person he was to follow around and make sure he didn't get hurt.

”You already know my name. I work for the West Family business here in Denmark,” started Aksel.

”What do you do?” asked Quinn. ”What's your role? I'm sure you aren't a full-time guide, are you?”

”No, of course not,” replied Aksel. ”I hold a management position at one of the businesses owned by the West family.”

”... Is that so,” said Quinn and glanced at Aksel.

Aksel Thorn was a well-built man, and while Quinn understood that people with desk jobs could be fit, Aksel Thorn looked a different kind of fit.

If Quinn had to compare, then Aksel Thorn reminded him of -

'He walks as James Potter did,' thought Quinn. He was starting to notice some similarities between the Senior Auror and his guide. 'Is he an Auror... or maybe a Hit wizard?'

'I wonder what he actually does?' Quinn glanced at Aksel's head and thought. 'Should I get a little peek? Hmm, maybe 'not now. I just met him. Let's do that if he gets in my way.'

Quinn withdrew his eyes from Aksel and looked around to see his surroundings.

And as he did that, Aksel Thorn started to observe Quinn and thought about his current assignment. He had been called out of his regular job to be a guide and bodyguard for George West's grandson. He had been charged with the safety of someone from the West Family.

Whenever the order came from the very top, he couldn't refuse. He had to accept this assignment that was keeping him away from his real job.

'Quinn West,' thought Aksel.

He had been giving a briefing about his current charge. Aksel had been told not to let Quinn out of his sight. As long as Quinn wanted to do something, Aksel had to accompany him. He was asked to allow Quinn freedom as long as it wasn't dangerous.

'The file did say that there was a possibility that Quinn West would try to go out alone,' recalled Aksel. He had been told a few things about Quinn, and one of those was that there was a possibility that Quinn would try to explore the area and the magical hotspots and that he would try to do it alone.

'I will need to keep an eye out on him,' noted Aksel. He saw that they had arrived at the beginning of the forest.

”What's your preferred method of travel? Do you want to get to the hotel by floo, or would you be fine if we apparate?” asked Aksel.

Quinn smiled in reply. ”I'm here to learn apparition, so let's go with apparition. From now on, as long as it's possible, let's go with apparition.”

Aksel offered his arm to Quinn, which he held, and immediately it felt like he was being forced through a rubber tube. Quinn held his breath to make sure he wouldn't be knocked out. He felt as if had iron chains around his chest. As his eyeballs were being forced back into his head. As his ear-drums were being pushed deeper into his skull.

After a short few seconds, Quinn felt the world return to normal, and he was on his feet.

”Ugh, tell me that apparition feels better than side-along apparition because that won't feel good no matter how many times I do it,” asked Quinn with a grimace on his face.

”It feels better than side-along,” answered Aksel. ”It's like driving a broom with someone riding along with you. You feel fine no matter how much you fly, but the person behind is scared half to death.”

Quinn nodded at the analogy. It was the magical version of sitting in the passenger seat of a speeding car.

”Where are we?” asked Quinn as he looked around.

He saw that they were in what looked like a lobby of a hotel. There was a marbled floor below his feet, a big crystal chandelier over his head, luxurious sofas (where people sat and chatted with each other) and other furniture placed around, filling the room with lively energy.

Bellboys carried the luggage as their services. But because it was a magical hotel, the luggage floated behind the bellboys in queues.

Aksel patted Quinn on his shoulder and walked towards the front desk. Quinn followed behind Aksel while taking in his surroundings.

”Balbh East,” said Aksel to the hotel concierge, announcing the name under which the room had been booked.

Quinn raised his brow at the fake name Aksel had used.

”Yes, a master suite has been booked under that name,” confirmed the concierge, and then his eyes widened a little when he saw a note against the record, which said that the guest was to be treated with extreme care and utmost importance.

The concierge called upon a bellboy to ask him to escort them to their room while giving him a look that clearly said to be extra polite to Quinn and Aksel.

When Quinn and Aksel stepped into the hotel's lift, Quinn asked. ”Did you choose that name on your own?”

The fake name Balbh East was the complete opposite of Quinn West. Quinn was a word of Irish origin, and it meant wise, while Balbh was the Irish word for dumb, the opposite of Quinn. The family name was self-explanatory, being in the opposite directions.

”No,” denied Aksel. He didn't even know what the name meant. ”I was asked to book the room under that name.”

”Then it must be her,” sighed Quinn with a smile. He realized that Lia was the only one who would come up with that name.

He looked at Aksel and asked again, ”Where are we? As in, where are we in Denmark?”

”We are in Aarhus,” replied Aksel as they stepped off the elevator and followed after the bellboy. ”Aarhus is the second-largest city in Denmark. It is located on the eastern shore of Jutland in the Kattegat sea, in the northwest of Copenhagen. Aarhus is the central hub of Denmark's sorcerer society.”

The magical people of Denmarks called themselves 'sorcerers' and 'sorceresses' instead of 'wizards' and 'witches', as was preferred in Britain.

The two reached the master suite that had been booked for them, and the bellboy handed them the keys after opening the door.

The master suite was more luxurious than Quinn expected. It had two rooms with a common living room space, which connected the two rooms.

”Please ring the bell at any time of the day, and someone will be at your service,” said the bellboy. He then left after making sure the guests were settled.

”You should take the master bedroom,” said Aksel and walked to the other room. ”I will take this one. You should rest for the day. Your classes start tomorrow.”

Quinn nodded, but before Aksel could leave, he said. ”I'd like to see the magical society today. So please be ready to escort me.”

Then he walked into his room without giving Aksel a single look. Aksel Thorn might be his chaperone, but that didn't mean that he could control his actions. If Quinn West wanted to go sightseeing, then Aksel would have to comply.

Quinn West had arrived in Denmark.

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Quinn West - MC - Hej, Danmark!

Elliot Dalton - Confidant of the West family - More of a part-time Butler.

Aksel Thorn - Cool name - What's his actual job?

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