82. It's Me, The Heir

Leaving Jade and his hero’s-saga of a monologue behind me, I finished off the simple meal the coachman had handed me. It was only coarse bread and smoked meat, but it had a special flavor all its own.

Once my stomach was more or less full, I went for a light stroll near the campsite to let the meal settle.

“I’ll come with you.”

Sylvia had slipped in beside me at some point, and she struck up the conversation without a shred of shame.

“I’m heading back soon anyway.”
“I’m trying to make that little sliver of time mine and mine...