The Green Dragon Inn - Part 9

[Fool Of A Took]

Grimm took the herbs and bowed. He tasted them, they didn't taste very much. It tasted like eating grass. He took up his pipe and leaned back into his chair. He drew a deep sigh and closed his eyes for a moment. Pictures of Rohan and the battle's he had been in came back to his mind. All the death and sorrow, and the fear. He could see his brother. Standing on the outer wall and commanding the archers to aim. Grimm thought it felt like having a nightmare, yet he wasn't dreaming.

Somebody shook his shoulder and he came back to reality. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Cree. He smiled to her and then lightened his pipe. Grimm then got reminded that Cree was about to leave next morning. He felt sad and his mood sank like a rock to the bottom of the ocean. "Lady Cree?" He asked slowly. "Why are you leaving tomorrow? Where will you go? Back to Eryn Lasgalen?" Cree looked up and said "Well..."