The Mystery of MagicChapter 3 A Little Misunderstanding
The catastrophe started simply enough. Bridgette had gone down for the evening meal the next day and found that the stew was excellent, but she heeded Gesand's warning not to ask what the meat was. She'd ignored everyone else in the room; that turned out to be a huge mistake. A man sat down across from her, his hood up, obscuring his face. She sniffed in mild derision and ignored him. Not so him. "You have the advantage of me, Lady," he said, his voice clear and loud. "I don't know...