‘Don’t worry about it, Thordric,’ Vey was saying as they made their way down to the East Port to find The Jardine, the floating ship that Thordric would be sailing on. ‘She wasn’t that shocked. I think it was more surprise at that bright orange towel than anything else.’
The Jardine,‘I just can’t believe it happened. To fall asleep in the bathroom with nothing on, I’ll…I’ll be the council fool from now on,’ Thordric complained, catching his foot on a loose cobble and falling straight into a stack of luggage in front of him.
Vey watched as he picked himself up. ‘Well, you do have your moments,’ he agreed. ‘But you shouldn’t be thinking about that. You’ve got a long journey ahead; you’ll need all your strength for that. Besides, by the time you come back, everyone will have forgotten.’
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