Chapter 12

"Come, let us go."

Maxi blushed and nodded as Riftan helped her into a pair of ankle-high leather shoes. Hand in hand, they stepped out and walked down a wooden staircase. Downstairs, armored knights were milling around a tavern crammed so full of tables and chairs that it was difficult to move.

One of the knights crossed his arms. "I thought we were going to spend the whole day here, Commander. Are we leaving now?"

Riftan ignored him and ushered Maxi out.

Another knight approached them from the door and complained loudly. "Come now, Commander. We're not going to gobble the lady up. No need to shield her so—"

"Shut your mouth. Have I not told you to watch your tongue?"

Maxi looked at the knight with a bewildered expression. He was a curly-haired young man, tall and well built. His sharp gaze was disapproving, without a shred of friendliness. She hid herself behind Riftan, earning herself a loud snort from the blond man who was standing behind the curly-haired knight.