6. chapter 6
There was a slight hush that swept the village. I started to get uneasy as if the entire place knew about what I am going through. I looked around hoping that I don’t see any blue roses at any doorsteps or blackish colored flags anywhere signaling sorrow or death. I could feel the beads of sweet form since I usually only like a few people know what I am going through.
“Mistele, are you ok?” Bill asked and I was not in the mood as I kept on going wishing that the shop was not on the direct center of town.
“Come then talk to me you can’t have it bottled up or you might lose more sand.” Bill was still trying to pressure me into talking.
“Ok I get nervous when I talk about my quests sometimes.” I sighed. Bill’s expression changed into misunderstanding that I had stated such a thing.
“Why should you be nervous that you are saving the kingdom every single time you walk out those gates! You should be boasting about it!” Bill rambled.
“I just hate what I get afterwards, the sympathy that swirls around this one bit of news.” I chimed as Bill was still being very cherry.
“Well we can use that sympathy to our advantage or at least let it ride at least once.” Bill chimed and I rolled my eyes thinking that he is really pushing my buttons.