The Green Dragon Inn - Part 5

[Novnarwen]

After an intense hour of planning for the day to come, Stirru and Folw sat completely silent, just watching the day grow older. The two men sat gazing out of the window, watching people come and go. "We might consider getting ourselves a room for tonight," Fowl said at last. Stirru sat motionless, nodding. "On you then," he said seriously after taking his eyes from the window. Folw gave a laugh. "Yeah, since I can afford it," he told his companion. Stirru looked down, taking his hand gently into his pocket. "It's empty. I don't have money."

Folw made a sigh, giving the man a stare. His eyes turned elsewhere; a man pacing around in the room. The sound of coins making noise in his pocket made both Stirru and Folw smile. Giggling to be exact. "What are you waiting for?" Folw asked his partner, while bringing his pipe up, from his own pocket and blowing out white skies. Stirru coughed, but blinked to the man sitting at his side. "Wait here, okey?" he said.

Folw made no answer, but blowed another white sky out of the pipe, while Stirru rised. Stirru went gently towards the man. That's my boy, Folw thought seating himself properly in his chair, waiting for the show to start. That's my boy indeed, he repeated to himself, giving no sign what so ever that he was nervous. This was only a daily problem, which could be solved in no time.