"Sit down a moment, My Lord," said Gerald pleasantly, a little nervous when he saw the cold war going on around him. "Let's rest first. I'll make tea for all of us."
"Soon it will be evening. If they don't hurry then they won't be able to reach Wereal any time soon," Lyra interrupted, heading towards her room without even turning to look at Duke Kleo.
Weggie and Stefanus frowned, Duke Kleo was gloomy, while Gerald didn't know what had happened.
"Lyra is right," Duke Kleo said pretending to be tough. "If we don't hurry then we won't get to Wereal quickly. Besides, I still have a lot of work to do." He almost left, followed by several guards who escorted him, including Stefanus.
But Weggie stopped them. "That is indeed true, My Lord. You do have to hurry to get to Wereal. But a fifteen-minute break should be fine right? You have to eat and drink something."
