I lasted maybe ten minutes before I gave up on pretending I could sleep.
This is stupid.
I sat up, swung my legs off the bed, pulled my boots back on, and stood.
This is so stupid.
But if he gets himself killed doing something idiotic before the duel even happens, I'm going to look like an asshole for not checking.
I grabbed my jacket and headed for the door.
The hallways were quiet, lit by dim enchanted lanterns that cast long shadows.
I descended the stairs and stepped outside into the cool night air.
The stone pathways were lit by evenly spaced lanterns.
Okay. Where would an idiot golden retriever go?
I started walking, mentally cataloging possibilities.
Dining hall? No. He'd be back by now if he was eating.
I headed there anyway, just to be sure.
The hall was nearly empty, just a few late stragglers finishing meals or chatting quietly. No Kyle.
Library?
