Chapter 15: Only The Paranoid Survive
A patient enemy is a terrible foe.
That was the lesson Kir learned.
Whatever information he'd gained, Lugh didn't act on it the next day.
Or the day after that.
Or the week after that.
By the eleventh day, Kir felt a little crazy.
By the time they arrived at the last town before Norneau, he would jump at every little surprise.
His moms decided to rent a room at the local inn, while just outside the town the circus began to set up.
By then, Kir's family got along well enough with the circus folk that they offered to look after their wagon and raptors for the night, which saved them a bit on stabling fees.
Kir volunteered to look after the wagon, giving his moms a precious night to themselves and saving them another couple of silvers.
He felt a small amount of safety from the fact that Lugh was staying at a different inn. The population of villagers in the caravan had steadily decreased with each town on the way. Now any settlers left were staying in the village, so he hoped to have a nice quiet night.