>>5646679Doing your best to field all the questions, you answer the easier ones first like: who, what, when, where, why, and how.
“Whose ass did you have to kiss to get that assignment?”
“What DID you do to get that assignment?”
“When are you going?”
“Where are you going?”
“Why is it only you going?”
“How can join too?”
And many other such questions by the time you finish answering the first and second barrage questions you’re utterly exhausted. Perhaps feeling a little bad for you, Joz clears the crowd of questioners and finally allows you to get some rest.
Over next few days the gossip about your assignment to the castle continues to simmer amongst the other trainees, with people making requests that you bring them back souvenirs and knowledge about what really goes on at those royal functions. While breaking for lunch on the day before the ceremony, Joz marches over two you his chest puffed out with pride.
"Hey, Royal Protector. You're not the only one whose got a special assignment.” He boasts, cocking his head back to look down his nose at you. “Instructor Lak just gave me the honor of picking up an order from the smithy,”
“Congratulations, I always knew you’d be promoted to delivery boy someday.” you respond.
Joz flashes you a smile before continuing “Instructor Lak has given me the authority to conscript someone to help me with my assignment and I thought who better to aid me than our Royal Protector. So, drop your gear and join me at the stables, I just got you the rest of the day off.”
Before you can say anything Joz is gone and out the door. With no recourse, you stuff the last bite of your lunch into your mouth and take off after him.
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