Relying on Magic

"There's no way in hell you're telling the truth," the commander practically shouted. "You both need to go to sleep before you start spreading ridiculous rumors that can't be taken back."

"Commander, I assure you-" Henry stood up, trying to be confident, but both the Commander and Sir Trenton shot him a look that said it wasn't his turn to talk. He sat back down.

"Commander, if I may," Sir Trenton started. "I know what I saw. My mind is as sharp as ever. I wouldn't make something like that up."

The commander ran a hand through his hair. It was flattened to his head after wearing a helmet for so long and sweating during the battle. He didn't want to believe what he was hearing but neither of the men before him was known to be a liar.

"Why is it always you two?" the commander asked. "Each time something strange happens it becomes my problem first because we have an apprentice that likes to meddle."