The Champion’s Companion 13
The group disembarked from the barge quietly. The prince led the group and exaggerated the feel of solid ground as he stumbled toward Ein. He tumbled to the ground as she stepped back and away. “Hey you’re supposed to catch me.” He called “Hey come here!” Princess Ruegin ambled off with a leather portfolio and spectacles. She seemed to have aged twenty years over the trip with the glasses on and her hair pulled back. Her Hjordis followed quietly while stifling a yawn. “Marcos, my little angels and I have needs. We shall need the largest bed possible tonight.” Kaarthen said as they joined. “There is a common sleeping room. They use a barn and cover the floor with straw, is that what you want?” Marcos quipped. “Perhaps but many men would die of broken …