Chapter One-Hundred-and-Five
“Are those silk slippers?” Gladwyn asked after Adam had joined their conversation in the Tavern. “And where is your shirt?”
“I used my shirt as a shopping bag,” he explained. “And I accidentally blew up one of my shoes… for science. I wanted to talk to you two about that, actually.”
Beck nodded, popping off the cap of his beer with his spell staff and clinking it against Gladwyn’s bottle.
Adam looked between them suspiciously.
“Are you two in the same dimension?” he asked.
“Don’t look at me!” Gladwyn said defensively. “He just came here without saying anything in advance. Freaked me out.”
Beck focused on chugging his beer and didn’t look either of them in the eyes.
Adam shook his head with a grin. “I’ll be right there.”
A few minutes later, Adam was sitting in the Tavern across from them on the second floor around one of the small tables.