>>6072789Oh fuck!
You pulled yourself up from the bathing barrel. How the hell had you fallen asleep and nearly dipped under the water? Were you really that tired and how long had you been asleep? The water was still quite warm. Taking a couple deep breaths and then leaning on the side of the barrel, you knew that maybe you should just wash yourself and then go to sleep.
Doing just that, you took the bar of soap and went to work. Having scrubbed yourself from head to toe, cleaned your ears and washed your hair properly, you stepped out of the barrel and dried yourself with one of the many towels left for that purpose.
Stretching your back and your arms, you inspected your reflection on the mirror. You have grown, gotten more adult, maybe a bit more handsome. The few scars from the wounds, a couple wrinkles from the stress. Fel green eyes. The glyphs written in Draconic on your chest to keep the Fel inside you in control.
You sighed and threw the towel away. Alright, just to put your clothes on for a few moments before you can jump into the bed and then some cozy nice sleep.
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“Good morning Monica.” You greeted your friend, you had taken a seat downstairs and were waiting for breakfast to arrive. She was wearing her green dress, just like she always does.
“Good morning Alric.” She greeted you back and smiled. “Here is the tea you ordered.”
Placing the tray on the table, she poured one cup for you and another for Krix Wiklish, your goblin mechanic.
“Thank you Miss Sengutz.” Wiklish replied back to her, the bald goblin was wearing a rather nice looking vest and a shirt as he cleaned his monocle. “Prince Alric, no news of the Dark Irons?”
“Nothing, they are late.” You said back to him. “Thank you Monica, any news?”
“No, nothing has happened here that you should know.” She said.
“Alright, well hoping to see you later, but no promises. Today is going to be a long day.” You said back.
“I understand, just stay safe.” Monica replied and left you alone with the goblin.
“She is a nice lady.” Wiklish said to you and took the tea cup.
“There is a reason why I made her my representative.” You replied and switched the topic. “Master Blacksteel most likely has a reason why he is late. The distance from his homeland to here is a long one and the equipment he brings with him are most likely quite heavy. He would have many reasons to be late.”
“You are right Prince Alric.” Wiklish agreed. “We will just have to wait.”
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