Oscar’s expression changed. "I called you... several times, but you didn't answer." He said. I knew how hard it must be for him to admit that, but I appreciated it.
"You need to get some rest now." I said, attempting to put him back in bed by lifting his duvet over his chest. He clutched my hand, a tight-lipped smile on his face.
"Don’t worry about me; I will take care of myself. You also need to take care of yourself," he said in a somber tone.
"Okay," I said and continued,
"I will confront Johnny tomorrow to stop the bandits' attack," I said.
"Do that." He grunted and closed his eyes as he rested his back on the bed frame. I left the room to go and check on the affairs of my pack.
On my way to the stable to get a horse to go out with, I spotted Gwen standing in the corridor. She w
