It was boring without Corwin and Connor around.
They had left earlier in the morning, stating they had some emergency troop meetings they had to attend which I did not even know had been on the agenda.
It was the first time that they had gone off to do whatever their work was, leaving me behind. I almost felt as if they had moved onto more exciting things.
In all fairness, it was most likely because I felt so out of the loop, having been sick for two weeks. It was as if the world, with all its various events both important and trivial, had passed me by.
If it wasn't for the fact that they had left Tarzan behind to keep me company, I would have been super mad at them for abandoning me.
The orange orangutan in battle gear black bodysuit sat on the cushioned rattan chair sipping on an iced passionfruit drink in a glass tumbler.
