Warrior Priest of Dmon-Li - Brian Pratt [148]
Before coming to the door, he pauses and says, “This is the offices of the councilman I was referring to. He said that you should wait in here until the meeting is over. Then he’d either bring Lord Pytherian here, or have you taken to him, depending on the wishes of his lordship.”
“Very well,” James says as they enter the building. Shyn leads them up to the second floor and down the hallway where he stops before a set of double doors on the right. He opens them and they walk into a room with several tables laid out with food. Plush chairs and a couple couches are situated around the room.
“You can stay here until the meeting is over,” he says. “Help yourself to the food, it’s here for your enjoyment. It’s the least we could do for the ones who rescued his lordship.”
“Thanks,” James says as he goes over to a table laden with food. When he sees Shyn beginning to leave the room, he asks, “Aren’t you going to stay?”
Shaking his head, he says, “I need to inform the councilman that you’re here. I’ll be back shortly.”
“Okay,” says James as he turns back to the food. His stomach begins to growl as he realizes just how hungry he is. He takes a plate and fills it with bread and meat, making sort of a sandwich.
“Not bad,” Fifer says next to him through a mouth full of food.
Taking a bite, James nods and grunts in agreement. Then he sees on another table tarts, as well as other confectionary delights. Man, Miko would’ve loved this!
Chapter Twenty Five
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Upon leaving the warehouse, Jiron and Miko follow the street until they come to the west gate overlooking the bridge. The gate is shut with many archers and soldiers lining the walls above it.
“I think we can forget about leaving through here,” Miko says.
“It might be a bit crowded,” agrees Jiron, chuckling.
They turn to follow the main thoroughfare along the wall as they continue their reconnoitering. “What exactly are we looking for?” asks Miko.
“Oh, I’m not really sure,” admits Jiron. “But getting an idea of where everything is, is usually a good idea.”
“I suppose so,” agrees Miko. “When the City of Light fell, James and I didn’t know where anything was. We just kept running around, trying to find a way out. Eventually we got separated, and you know the rest.”
“Yeah,” states Jiron. “Let’s hope this time things will work out better,”
All of a sudden Miko’s stomach cramps when he catches the delicious aroma of fresh baked bread. Looking around, he spies a probable source. Several buildings down a side street sets an inn with a sign hanging outside which may indicate a restaurant within. His stomach lets out another growl as he indicates the inn and says, “I’m hungry, let’s go get something to eat.”
“Good idea. I’m hungry too,” Jiron says as they turn down the side street and make for the inn. The odor of fresh baked bread gets stronger the nearer they get. As they near, they’re able to see that the sign shows a satisfied fat man holding his stomach.
They secure their horses to the post outside before walking in. A large fat man, similar to the one on the sign outside comes over to them as they enter the inn. “Welcome sirs, how may we help you here at the Satisfied Gent?” he asks with a broad, friendly smile.
“The mouthwatering aroma has led us here,” Jiron tells him.
“Ah, of course,” the man says. He gestures to the crowded common room and says, “Just find a seat anywhere and someone will be along momentarily to see about your needs.”
Jiron leads them into the room, and sighs when he finds the only table left unoccupied sits out in the middle of the crowded room. Really not wanting something out in the open like that, but not having any other choice, go over and take their seats.
A girl comes over, and after getting their order for the roasted beef and ale, returns to the kitchen. She returns shortly with their food and ale. “Enjoy,” she says as she places the food before them on the table. She then promptly moves to another table