I am becoming impatient, it feels as if we have been waiting for this guest forever. I look over to Hobbens who has been nervously chewing on his lip, tapping his fingers against his hip, and shuffling around. Huffing out a breath he turns and walks into Rafe's room.
Hobbens's long stride is eating up the distance between us as he emerges from the room. In his hands he has my Rapier and what looks like leather cuffs. "What are you doing, and why are you so fidgety?" I said to Hobbens as he stood before me.
His sharp eyes seemed sharper. "I am preparing you. We don't know what will happen once they arrive. And I have this feeling that you are going to need these." He held my Rapier out to me and I took it and strapped it to my left hip. "These
Hobbens's long stride is eating up the distance between us as he emerges from the room. In his hands he has my Rapier and what looks like leather cuffs. "What are you doing, and why are you so fidgety?" I said to Hobbens as he stood before me.
His sharp eyes seemed sharper. "I am preparing you. We don't know what will happen once they arrive. And I have this feeling that you are going to need these." He held my Rapier out to me and I took it and strapped it to my left hip. "These