The following morning when Harbend, true to their morning ritual, suggested a visit to the battlements, Arthur, remembering his conversation with William the night before, feigned tiredness and received Harbend's best wishes in return. He deliberately made the entire scene as uncomfortable as possible by being uncommonly silent. Playing on Harbend's obvious unwillingness to dwell on neither the assault nor the failed visit at the theater the previous evening it was all too easy. There wasn't anything to say, and he watched as Harbend simply closed the door on his way out.
Arthur had made up his mind and he decided to stroll around Verd on his own to learn more about the city by himself. The tours he'd been given this far had been just a little bit too convenient.
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One man to change a life Two to change a world An outworlder comes to Otherworld where words come true where he comes true The Taleweaver Author note: I apologize for the horrid chapter disposition. I got my act together after publishing this novel...