His room was somewhat smaller then his and Arya’s, probably because he didn’t have to share it with somebody. It was a single, reasonably large room, with only the barest necessities, and a single door on the right hand wall, leading to a lavatory.
Again he heard some rumbling, along with a couple of moans this time; they came from the lavatory door.
“Toin? Are you in there?” He asked through the door, and knocked on it.
Some more moaning came through the door.
“Yeah it’s me,” Toin’s voice weakly answered. Some more rumbling could be heard, and then he continued. “That beefed turkey must’ve given me food poisoning or something. I’ve been up since four, most of the time sitting in here.” He didn’t sound too happy.
Kashan couldn’t stifle a laugh.
“Yes, yes, very funny,” Toin mumbled angrily when Kashan had stopped laughing, and then moaned again, followed by some more rumbling. Kashan started laughing again.
When he had stopped laughing, he began to think, and got worried. If Toin was stuck in there, he couldn’t fight in the battle.
“Hang on; I’m going to get Timier. He can heal this, I hope,” He said, now nervous.
“No!” Toin snapped. “I don’t need the whole inn coming up here to laugh at me. Just leave me be, I’ll be all right.” He sounded mortified.
Kashan reluctantly agreed to this, and went downstairs. The bar was completely empty, save for the barman and Horas, who was lying face down on a table. Apparently, he had been there the whole night.
Kashan decided, after he had eaten, to go and see what the exact battle plan was. He returned to his room for the scroll, and then went to the palace. Already, dozens of guards were wide-awake in the garden, following the orders of the generals, and other commanders for preparations.
“Sir? May I know what the battle strategy is?” he asked the archer, Kai, carefully.
“Why do you need to know?” Kai asked suspiciously.
“Knowledge is power,” Kashan replied matter-of-factly.
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