“ you’re just stalling now. ”
princess bride starters.
“Perhaps. But wouldn’t you stall for time when you’re about to be assassinated?”
Harrow really was dancing around the entire situation. There was a part of him that hoped he could stall until sunrise, but that was hours away and the elf was here in his chambers now. His end was near, he was sure.
“I could talk for…. The entire night. Do you want to hear stories of my sons?”













