The Request

I am not buying what Riftan had just told me earlier. That suspicious and sinister look on his face as he explained to me why he got that room for me in the first place, is creeping me out.

As I strode across the room, I could feel the tension rising from within my chest. I had a bad feeling about the room in the first place. Thoughts rushed to my head like swarming bugs against a light bulb. 

I knew that something was up. Riftan definitely won't let me have a room unless it is caged. He would not want an assassin like me, to be let out in these halls nonchalantly.

Something is very wrong. I can feel it. 

Linda walked in front of me and led me to another confusing corridor. Finally, after a very long walk, we found ourselves standing before a pleasant-looking door. I looked at Linda and she just smiled at me. 

"You're so lucky to get a room from Master Riftan!" 

She seemed very happy and enthusiastic about it. I mean, I am enthusiast