Night-time Magicks

"Of course, my King. I shall be taking leave, I desire a long rest for my work tomorrow." Accentuated with a nod of his head, the Court Wizard excused himself from the side of his ruler and retreated to his abode.
Within, he prepared and laid out a raised bed in his backroom. Then sat, patient.

There came quiet knocking from his home's secret entrance; a pair of Resurrection Men lumbered a large, weighty leather sack onto the bed, or worktable. He paid them their due, sixteen gold pieces split.
Inside this bag, his experiment material laid still, fresh-faced.