Sam found himself intensely relieved as they headed back to the courtyard, drinking in the praise from Jigano and sitting up in the saddle with a confidence that was not his own. Even as they went up stairs and down a red carpet he didn't stumble too much, glad to think their journey may soon be over.
But of course, it could not be so simple. The bird began to panic, her voice making even more guilt bloom in Sam's heart. But they were so close, and he had no idea what else to do. While it was fiction, he still didn't fancy ending up on the end of a guard's spear. He glanced between the bird and the King, then leaned down to speak to Jigano.
"What do we do?" He whispered, for the moment ignoring the bird. "If this story has some kind of...m-morality part involved, we might fail that by bringing her in..." Once he had asked Jigano his question he looked at the bird and simply shook his head in response to her question.
But of course, it could not be so simple. The bird began to panic, her voice making even more guilt bloom in Sam's heart. But they were so close, and he had no idea what else to do. While it was fiction, he still didn't fancy ending up on the end of a guard's spear. He glanced between the bird and the King, then leaned down to speak to Jigano.
"What do we do?" He whispered, for the moment ignoring the bird. "If this story has some kind of...m-morality part involved, we might fail that by bringing her in..." Once he had asked Jigano his question he looked at the bird and simply shook his head in response to her question.
