Three bells went by as the party started to dwindle down. Â Garston was getting tired of the people there, and he just wanted to be alone. Â Nodding to his guards, he slipped from the room through a pair of double doors and down the hall, taking a deep breath.
He entered his chambers, a servant already there to help him out of the silken clothes he wore, then into his night gown and robe. Â Waving the man away, Garston moved to lay in bed, stifling a yawn.
His wine for the night was by his elbow, and he sipped on it while he read a book, the flickering lanterns giving enough light to read by. Â In time the glass was emptied and his eyes began to close.
He entered his chambers, a servant already there to help him out of the silken clothes he wore, then into his night gown and robe. Â Waving the man away, Garston moved to lay in bed, stifling a yawn.
His wine for the night was by his elbow, and he sipped on it while he read a book, the flickering lanterns giving enough light to read by. Â In time the glass was emptied and his eyes began to close.
