Chapter 89

"Exactly how well do you throw???" I ask him, and he shrugs his shoulders gesturing to the sets of javelins that are located not very far away from where we crouched down into the grass.

I continue my inspection, he wants to demonstrate but yet I nod my head negatively, it would only ruin all I had been doing earlier.

I don't want anyone to know exactly what Adrian could do at this point. I don't want him to show off his card before he actually plays it, that would only end to put us in an even more tight spot, and I desperately do not want that, that would make all my thirty to thirty five minutes of endless planning go to waste.

I look to him and his ocean blue eyes, and something in me begins to melt, I can't imagine why but yet it's not all the same.

I snap my eyes away from him and I look around the courtyard. "What is that cleared out area for?" I ask and his gaze darkens. It just Visibly darkens.

"That Is the fighting ring" he  replies. I knew exactly what it is but the way he says it, it makes it seem even more dangerous than it already is.

"I'm guessing I won't like the explanation that is coming next" I say, and he chuckles a little before he begins explaining.

"Each and every game has a specific number of tokens allotted to it, the javelins require a token of level 1 to participate, these tokens might be seemingly plentiful yes, but they also mean a lot to each and every person who has them. Each family has a total of about 1,000 so you can guess exactly how much people will be eager and willing to spend off a few tokens on throwing javelins, or doing something like the long jump, but yet I'm sure no one will actually participate in those events, you know why?" he asks.

My mind works dutifully to figure out what he wants me to know. I can only imagine why people would abandon the games that required little to no cost attached and not participate in them, "there are games with even higher prices and rewards attached to them" I say and he nods his head.

"That's fighting ring is exactly one of those games. You need to have a total of about 200 tokens to participate in it". I cannot imagine someone actually carrying around those little little scraps of metal I had seen as tokens, and depositing two hundred of them just to fight a battle that might actually get you killed, and then I remember exactly how someone's eyes glinted with greed the moment they had seen Adrian's token. "How much your token's total worth?" I ask.

 He brings it out to touch the pretty inlaid circlets of gold and silver. "Seven hundred" he replies and it shocks me. "Exactly how many do you have?" I ask and he makes the number three with his hands.

"It seems we will need to play our game well today if you are to win more" I say shooting him a conspiratorial grin. He looks at me with disbelief and weariness in his eyes. It makes me feel sorry for him, so I squeeze his palm gently.