Last Knight (The Champion Chronicles Book 2) by Brad Clark

Author:Brad Clark [Clark, Brad]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The creak of the wooden floor woke Berrien up. Peter and Iffus had rented a room above a dilapidated tavern on the edge of the city’s slums. It was the perfect place to get lost because only the most desperate of travelers would take up residence in this place. The rooms were drafty and uncomfortable. There was no fireplace in the room and the heat from the main floor got lost well before it reached the room. Fortunately Peter and Iffus had been able to procure plenty of warm blankets. Berrien just wondered how cold it would get once the middle of winter came.

But then again, he hoped to be gone by then. Cold was one thing, but living in both cold and poverty was not for him.

There were four rooms on the second level and only one of the other rooms was currently occupied. At this time of night, it was unlikely that someone was moving into the third room. He waited patiently as the creaking grew closer and then stopped just outside his door.

There was only one bed, a wide bed that could fit all three of them. But Berrien had claimed it for his own, especially since Iffus had not yet been found. Peter seemed fine with sleeping on the floor, as he insisted it was more comfortable than too he was used to.

The door suddenly burst open, slamming against the wall. The light of an oil lamp in the hall kept the two figures in shadows. But Berrien easily recognized the large form of Peter and suspected the other must be Iffus.

Peter stumbled into the room, holding up Iffus. At first Berrien thought that Iffus might be injured, but he let out a loud and smelly belch. Then he started laughing uncontrollably.

“I found him,” Peter said. He led him over to the bed where Iffus fell onto it face first.

Berrien jumped up out of the bed. “What are you doing?”

“He is way past drunk. He needs to sleep it off.”

“Where did you find him?” Berrien asked.

“Towards the city walls there are a number of small establishments that serve some very potent brews. It seems he’s been holed up in one for the past week.”

Iffus rolled over and looked at Berrien with blurry eyes. He smiled and said, “Who are you?”

“You’re drunk,” Berrien said. “You are a disgrace!”

“I’m Iffus,” he said. “I’m happy to meet you, Mr. Drunk!” Then he burst into laughter.

“What do you we do with him?”

“I’d like to kill him,” Berrien said. “But I will need him. Let him sleep it off. He’ll need some solid food in the morning. Eggs, bread, and bacon. Now help me move him onto the floor.”

“He seems right comfortable there,” Peter said.

Berrien gave Peter a harsh look. “You woke me from my sleep, and I’m tired. Help me move him so I can get back to sleep.”

“The bed’s big enough…”

“He’s drunk. He won’t care. Now grab his legs and get him on the floor!”

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