My Champion

We bid farewell to Richard and his coachman, promising to return quickly. Teran continues to doze, oblivious to our actions. I then lead Hendrik on the short walk to Cecil's house.

"I'm sorry I decieved you, Hendrik." I say softly. "You are a good man. Why are you being so kind to me, who you only just met?" I ask.

"You flatter me, Harry. I am just doing what any upright and rightgeous man should."

"Perhaps if you just gave me some food and directions." I reply. "But giving me clothing, escorting me back to town, and now this...It's too much, Hendrik."

"There is something about you....you remind me of....no, nevermind." He shakes his head, then grins. "I couldn't abandon a lady in need, is all."

I smile at him. Don said that to me too once. Don... I wonder how he's getting along. I hope after this business with Cecil is over, we can find him as well. But returning to the matter at hand, we have reached Cecil's house. Hendrik bangs on the door loudly with his walking stick.

1. Cecil answers, and is cleary shocked to see me. Hendrik barges in and confronts him
2. Cecil answers, but feigns ignorance. "I've never seen her before in my life!" he says. Hendrik dosen't buy it, and responds angrily.
3. No one answers. Hendrik forces the lock, but we find the place empty and in a state of disarray. It seems Cecil has abandoned it quickly, taking what he could with him.

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