Bedtime Worries
I expected betrayal, the death of comrades that had stood by me for a year, or even a harrowing journey of escape while being pursued by determined foes. These were the sorts of scenarios running through my mind all day.
So color me surprised when I returned to the Fayne later that night and found nothing amiss apart from the fact that my unit was currently in the midst of celebrating their most recent victory without me.
It was quite the let-down because I'd been spending all of that Monday daytime worrying like an idiot when, apparently, I had nothing to worry about. Even more worrisome was the fact that they didn't need me to win a battle, and that really stung, although I did my best to hide it.
"Did you guys get enough rest?" I asked.
"Sure," Luca waved away my concern with a wave of his hand. "Also, Great General Garm's putting us in the reserves for the rest of the night as a reward for our performance today."