Chapter 8
Two naked demon guards came to wake them from their afternoon slumber.
“The prince and princess are awaiting your company for dinner,” one of them said.
“Thank you,” said Jacob before turning his attention to Robert. “I guess we’d better make ourselves presentable.”
“You’re always presentable as far as I’m concerned,” said Robert.
“Good,” said Jacob. “I’ll remember that when I’m eighty, half-blind, drooling and hobbling around with an artificial hip.”
Robert smacked him playfully on the arse.
“Come on,” he said. “There’s a bath over there by the fireplace. Water’s cold by now but at least we can use it to wash up in.”
After giving each other a thorough wash with the soap and washcloth, initially provided for Robert, they dried each other off.
“Should I dress?” asked Jaco
