Chapter 74. Stone in a Box
RONN
A shower would be most welcome right now. And perhaps, some sleep. Or a bottle of ale. I suspect we would have run out of those…I wouldn’t know. Seirmon oversees the food from Tussel, while Allos used to be in charge of the liquor Quain brought from Halden. Both are not around, incidentally.
I stifle a chuckle and push the door to the hut open, Sirgil close behind me. He pushes his large grey head forward, sniffs about, then growls about something smelling odd.
“Don’t judge my underclothes, Sirgil,” I snap, “Go be with your mates or something…”
He stares at me like I’m crazy, then slouches off to a corner of the hut. “…in your recklessness, none other do you bring to mind, than Caidan.”
I can’t seem to shake off that voice. “Whatever,” I whisper to the air and shut the door.
I almost groan at the sight of the clothes strewn on the floor, on the cot, on the large cushion by the window. I have little in the way of belongings. I always have.
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