K
Koene
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Calandra and Darren sat close by the fire in one of the parlors of the Estate and sipped steaming broth from beautiful teacups.
Having discarded his soiled travel garb, Darren was now attired in an appropriately princely wardrobe – Branwen had seen to that.
"So, nothing… fantastic?"
Darren smiled wryly. "Nope. Sometimes I wonder if they ever existed."
Calandra giggled. "Don't let Father hear you say that."
Above the fireplace, a gleaming white skull, unknown in origin, stared down at them. It had hung there in silence since before either of them were even a dream in their parents' heads.
Darren whispered playfully, "I bet all this time - all these years - I've been chasing… goblins."
"Goblins?" Calandra's eyes opened wide.
"They can be tricky bastards… I'll bet they got some lizard skins together and chased Grand-papa around when he was a tyke."
The two laughed heartily at the thought of their grandfather being afraid of anything.
Having discarded his soiled travel garb, Darren was now attired in an appropriately princely wardrobe – Branwen had seen to that.
"So, nothing… fantastic?"
Darren smiled wryly. "Nope. Sometimes I wonder if they ever existed."
Calandra giggled. "Don't let Father hear you say that."
Above the fireplace, a gleaming white skull, unknown in origin, stared down at them. It had hung there in silence since before either of them were even a dream in their parents' heads.
Darren whispered playfully, "I bet all this time - all these years - I've been chasing… goblins."
"Goblins?" Calandra's eyes opened wide.
"They can be tricky bastards… I'll bet they got some lizard skins together and chased Grand-papa around when he was a tyke."
The two laughed heartily at the thought of their grandfather being afraid of anything.