Inside the carriage, Lord Garius leaned back with a calm look, but a faint smirk on his lips showed the excitement inside him. His hand shook slightly, not from fear, but from wanting to join in.
Ahhh! he thought, trying to stay composed. I want to join too! Ugh... if Alf hadn't told me to control myself and not show this side in front of my kids—including Javier—I could be out there having fun!
His fingers drummed lightly against his knee as he heard the sounds of fast, precise fighting. The muffled cries of the ambushers and the clash of blades only made him feel more restless.
Ughhh... this is torture! he grumbled in his mind. "All I can do is sit here and pretend to be the calm head of the family. Meanwhile, they're out there having a blast..."he thought, recalling Alf's stern instruction to avoid displaying excitement in front of his kids.
