The King's Players RPG

[Pitchwife]

"Quickly now! Inside! We can't let them find us here!"

Asta was right, they had no time to lose. Coldan could already hear the sound of hastily approaching feet - but from within the house, behind the blasted door, not from the street front or the garden side. If they went in that way, they would run straight into the arms of Sador's henchmen looking for the source of the explosion.

"Vait!" he implored her, pulling her away from the door towards the back gate. "Ve can't go in zere now or ve'll get caught. And ve're not going anyvay."

Asta jerked loose from him, her eyes clouding in bewilderment. "What do you mean? We can't leave Aldarion- "

"I've seen him", Coldan interrupted her, catching her in his arms and struggling on to drag her away from the door. "I spoke to him just a minute ago. He's safe, Asta! He's a guest here, not a prisoner. He's trying to figure out Sador's plans, and he zinks he can handle zis by himself. He doesn't vant us here! And anyvay," he finished, his tongue outrunning his consideration, "he's not alone."