CHAPTER 5.0

His expression said it all. His eyebrows were lowered almost covering his eyes. The little folds on his forehead disfigured his ever jovial face and he kept gnawing on one side of his lower lip with his canine. He pondered over the words he had been told before his departure, and anyone in his position would have reacted the same, maybe even worse. Harmel burst into the room, panting heavily.

" Stop doing that! You know I don't like that stupid prank of yours!"

It took a while for Drom to realize Harmel's presence. His eyes rolled slowly until he caught a glimpse of him holding onto the door, tired, on the verge of a collapse. Drom quickly forced a smile, trying to mask his unease, " aren't you supposed to address me as my liege?"

"Liege my foot! Get down there, you big oaf! Commander is waiting for you, he has been here... For the past two damn hours you big mutt!"

" Okay okay! I'm going... no need to get all aggravated, you know your intelligence reduces when you are angry right?!"