A Bard’s Tale Excerpt
“Neil! Wake up!” she yelled as she shook me. Her normal mask of indifference had given way to a look of fear.
“I’m awake!” I said, touching her hand. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s getting late and Bore wants you downstairs to perform. You need to get dressed,” she said, “Cade’s been trying to wake you up for more than an hour.”
“Sorry,” I said, “I was-“
Tevarin eyed me closely when I stopped, “You were what?”
“I was dreaming a really nice dream,” I said thinking back to Coali in the sunlight, breathing heavily beneath me.
“Enough of the chatter, get up and get dressed,” Tevarin said, “I’ll see you downstairs in ten minutes or I’ll come up with a club.”
“Got it,” I replied as she moved her hands and left the room.
I felt horrible for lying to her, but I felt worse because I wasn’t sure that Coali had managed to get the fruit. I wouldn’t be able to make it back in time even to find out until it was too late. I begrudgingly put on my clothes and grabbed my lyre before leaving my room.
“You were in the fey wild again,” Cade said as I closed the door, “weren’t you?”
“Don’t tell Tevarin,” I asked.
“I won’t, but why did you go back?” he asked.
“It’s kind of a long story, actually, but let’s just say for now that what I was doing was important, and now I don’t know if I was successful.” I said as I walked to the stairs.
“Sorry for getting Tevarin,” he said, “I didn’t know what to do, you were sleeping like you were dead.”
“It’s fine now, there’s nothing we can do differently,” I said, smiling to myself at the thought of what Coali had told me. There is no point being upset about the things that happen, things do not change from their nature.
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