I had a dream about my parents. But it was so brief I couldn't remember what had happened when I woke up.
The sun was almost up, tainting the horizon orange. I urged our group to get going before the folks of Kahsjai would rise. If it hadn't been energy-draining, I wouldn't recommend walking to Harrith.
I haven't forgotten the talk with Ysabel, and though it was a little mind boggling, I let it go. She has a lot of things to consider before talking to Bronn.
My main concern, though, is for Bronn not to think that I had something to do with her decision to stay. I'm not romantically involved with Ysabel in any way.
I hope they can see that.
None of the women we're with is involved with me in such a way.
If my male co-workers learned of the company I have right now, they wouldn't believe it. At the same time, a few would want to ask me about the women. They could attest that I'm not dating one or two in the midst. They knew me too well.
