"I might have a suggestion there Dragon... Come here boy and stop cowering, this one's not going to kill you." Albrecht pulled his squire up. "Stand straight." Trying to control his terror, the page boy stood bolt straight as if he'd been turned to stone where he stood. "Gagh!" Exclaimed the slayer. "This one's father is a spirits smith. A distiller of renown, and terrible father having placed his boy in the guild."
Amethyst eyed the boy. "Is this true?"
He nodded. She sniffed. "We have a distiller amongst us! Well done Albrecht. Now I won't have to eat him."
Christopher almost 3 years ago