I Make My Own Happy Ending
With the way Zafir was acting, he was already signing his soul up for barter.
“Ah, sure… The Golden Crows are looking for talented individuals,” he managed to reply, trying to sound pleased and encouraging (though he wasn’t, really). Zafir would probably make a good Knight, but dealing with Chancellor Mel daily was bad enough. He didn’t want to have an overzealous knight apprentice following him around, too. Colin gave a slight cough. “Anyway, what was that that hit you? It looked like something that fell out of the sky.”
“I don’t know myself, Your Highness. It felt like a sack of potatoes fell on me, but I swear I saw feathers...” he shrugged.
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