Chapter 392: A Rare Offer
Fowl’s hands pressed against his formal jacket for a third time.
“You going to be okay?” Max asked as he stood beside his friend. “There’s nothing to be nervous about. You’re a tower climber and a successful one too.”
His friend looked up at him and shook his head.
“We’re meeting my parents and the king! The bloody king!”
Nodding, he looked at his own clothes, glad to have had them cleaned and stored afterward. He noticed each of the women was also making a few last adjustments to the dresses they were wearing.
None had been happy that morning when an early message came to the Faction house saying that the king would be taking part in this reunion. The chaos that had ensued as both dwarves tried to comprehend such an honor while also wondering what they were going to wear had surprised even Max.
“Yes, but that’s because he knows how strong you are. Again, I’m here, and you have nothing to fear. This should prove your point to your parents even more.”
A small grunt came as his friend turned and looked at himself again in the mirror in the room they were waiting in.
“Maybe… still… you don’t know my mom… She can be…”