Now weapon less the knight trudged his way back to the village, he considered slipping into the tavern and morning the lose of his blade, but instead ...he thought of the princess, and how she desperately needed rescuing. He instead sought out the local blacksmith to fashion him a stronger weapon, so he can fight his way through the enchanted forest to the tower.He found the blacksmith at his forge shaping a huge axe. The smith says, without looking up, "I expected you earlier."It turns out the. It didn't take long for a few shots to ring out around us. One of the outbuildings had been a shed-style garage that had been used as a motor pool. It had been staffed by a pair of transport soldiers and the men chose to resist my people rather than opting to surrender. Their deaths heralded a brief and very bloody episode where my people were forced to kill all who tried to repel us. This included a hundred odd grenadiers who had been off duty and either in their barracks or at breakfast.. Shall I phone tomorrow at a better time?"By now I was fully awake again."No," I sighed. "I'm awake now. Did you want to talk?" D'you think we could meet? I don't like talking on the phone." Yes, if that's what you want. Where are you?" London. Where are you?" Manchester. Shall I come down to London?" Since I've called you, I should come to you. I have next weekend free."I wondered afresh what her motives were, but remembering her, could not refuse. In any case I was now even more curious. We. So the humiliation hadnt gone unnoticed. I sigh and look around, maybe searching for a way out of this. Dylan straightens up and walks over, placing his hands on my shoulders and looking me square in the eye. What happened? he tries again. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, I mutter, my voice cracking. Thats not enough. What happened? he asks for the third time. Slightly impatient, I step back, shrugging his hands off my shoulders. I just overstepped my boundaries, thats all, I insist,.