Chapter 14: The Dobermans
Ahspid leaned against the ledge of the window in his room and pressed his forehead against the cold glass. The boredom has begun to be more than overwhelming now and yet, he had no choice but to simply comply and wait for his situation to change.
Releasing a long, tired exhale, that instantly covered the glass with fog, the mage murmured,
"So Aideen Ruan is now here, huh? I wonder how he found out about her hidden abilities... Hah! What a sly man he is, that Tillian Valentine! Just like his father! All about revenge!"
His big purple eyes continued to observe the people around, dressed in all black, moving slowly, their bodies contrasting greatly against the white expanse of the snow sparkling brightly under the still-cold touch of the sun.
"Well, he doesn’t lack brains, I’ll give him that. Apart from that thing that he promised me in return for my services, I am sure he knew I was curious about the princess as well. So why is he stalling for time? She is already here, after all. What is he thinking about?"
His train of thought was lost as the loud knock on the door interrupted his inner musings. Not waiting for the man’s response, the door swung open, inviting Safie inside, her big rough hands clutched around the wide silver tray with two bowls, one plate, and a tall glass arranged carefully on it.
"Good afternoon! I have brought your lunch. Please, do not play your silly tricks with the food like you did last time, poor Daphna almost had a heart attack when she came to pick up the tray!"
Ashpid curled his reddish lips into a dismissive grin and shrugged his shoulders, turning back to the window again.
Safie placed the tray on the table next to the man’s bed and asked,
"Look at you all glued to the window. Are you trying to get a glimpse of the princess as well?"
"What do you mean?"