Glenda glared at him, then slowly nodded. “I understand.” Well, I didn’t, but I didn’t want anyone trying to explain it to me with all the anger flowing around at the moment.
Chapter Fifteen
“Go with the flow.”
M. TWAIN
Sometimes in grand adventures, there are times when just nothing happens. The rest of the third day of the full-moon cycle was one of those times.
Aahz, Tanda, Harold, and Glenda spent the entire day poring over books and old scrolls, trying to find answers on how to get out. I mostly sat and listened, falling asleep every few minutes until my head bobbed enough to wake me up enough to listen until I fell asleep again.
And over and over that pattern went. My neck was sore by the time the day was over.
About thirty minutes before the sun set Aahz had Glenda lie down on a couch, and then he tied the gold-laced magikal rope around her. She fell asleep instantly. That rope was the best sleep aid I had ever seen. Aahz should take it back with us to Possiltum to make money. On bad nights, I bet the king would pay a ransom for it.
If it had been up to me, I’d have sent Glenda out into the hallway to be a cow, eating grass and being followed around by a guy in a white hat with a shovel. But it wasn’t up to me, so Aahz put her to sleep.
About twenty minutes before the sun set Harold shut us into the library again and went to his grass to become a cow for the night.
I slept off and on all night. Aahz and Tanda did as well, reading while they were awake. By morning, when Harold opened the door and let in a few wonderful rays of sunlight from the living area, I was well-rested and bored to tears.