Impatient

Malburt grew impatient as he paced up and door the corridor. He had been waiting for an hour now and she wasn't yet out. 

Could she be casting or chanting a spell to help them with? Or was she packing some of her magic books?.

Malburt thought and continued to pace around while playing with his fingers. He was tired from the journey and decided to rest his back against the Brown sofa in front of him.

He woke up late in the night to realize that he had slept off and the night had set in. The moon shining brightly in the blue sky. It dawned on him that she had played with him and was never ready to go with him in the first place. He got so angry and marched towards the door, landing a heavy knock on the door not caring if it really broke down this time. As much he wanted to skin her alive, he restrained himself cause he knew that his Kingdom needed her.