Would the weary leftovers of our army, angry that their blood and sacrifice had been for apparently nothing, band together to stop a legion or two com...ng from Caester to 'help their kingdom neighbor in their time of need'? Not a chance. I figured on about five years for the absorption to begin to slowly occur and I was overly optimistic. Less than a year later and after an unusually sudden illness, the King died (I hadn't like him much anyway) and Caesterian legions were in our capitol tp. The thought faded when Jamir signaled with a single nod for us to take our seats.The Chief nodded at Jack, and then he turned to me and smiled with his rotten teeth, the few that he had left. Then he clapped his hands, and everyone went silent. He rose to his feet and began to address the table in his native tongue.Jamir leaned next to me and began to translate. “The Chief welcomes you both and offers his gratitude to you for observing the tribal customs.”I listened to Jamir, but I was becoming. I went out with a crowd of friends to celebrate but my mum asked if she could cook me a special birthday dinner the next night. We both sat down at the table where my mum began serving out my favourite food - Roast lamb with lots of trimmings. She poured us red wine, as 'I was old enough now'. As we were chatting, it happened. As she stretched out for more potatoes, whilst bringing her arm back, her bracelet caught her wine glass and tipped the red liquid all over her skirt. Without thinking,. I can’t stay out here, they’re going to come looking for me. Cypress snuggled up to him once again, which was really disconcerting. Even more disconcerting than that, though, was that this time he noticed that her trembling had eased some. Carefully Avery pushed her away again, but he held onto her so she wouldn’t fall. She looked up at him, blinking owlishly, as though trying to clear her mind. ‘Why did you come here?’ Avery asked. ‘You should go to the hospital.’ ‘This is just…where I ended.