Wild dreams disturbed his sleep and prevented him from resting peacefully, so when the first rays of the morning sun kissed his face, he awoke feeling only slightly restored.
For a moment, he remained motionless, staring into the trees. The whisper of a smile broke on his face before a boot whizzed past him. He looked to see who had thrown it, but a thump followed by a cry had his attention on the recipient.
“What d’ya do that for?” grumbled Bede, rubbing the side of his head where the boot had connected with it.
Dank stormed towards them. “Useless bloody fool. Ya had to keep watch for a few hours and ya couldn’t do it, could ya? Ya lucky he didn’t take off or it would have been your arse for sale to the highest bidder.”
Bede didn’t argue, but slunk off into the bushes, likely to relie
