We approached the door. By its side was a nameplate, on which in a beautiful calligraphy was written: The Pegasus. We entered into an even more beautiful scene. The living room was filled with torches on the walls. We looked up to find a high ceiling from which a beautiful chandelier hanged. "My work over here is done. You have reached your destination. I must leave now." "No, please stay for the night. It is a long walk, we insist," said Musa. I and Hawk nodded in agreement. Well, unknown's face is still unknown to me. "No!" the man said in his cold voice. "This place is way too dangerous and I advise you all to leave this place as well." Saying this he turned on his heels and left the place. Dumbfounded, I had just one question in my mind, "why do all the effort then?"
"Welcome to the Pegasus!" Musa said, disrupting the silence. We all broke into smiles. Then Musa gave us the grand tour. We went to our rooms before dinner to freshen up. Yay!!! Dinner time!!! Wait a second! Who is making the dinner? I didn't see anyone in the house and we didn't bring anything with us. Huh ... let's see if we have to starve today.
I was walking down the stairs. A smell was floating through the air, increasing with each step I took. Not a bad one . . . A really amazing smell. I rushed down the stairs to see the dining table filled with food, delicious – looking food. I licked my lips and speed walked towards the dining table. On a closer look, the table consisted of all types of cuisine. There was Indian, Chinese, Italian, French and more. Was that food for our dinner that night or for WHOLE of our stay? Seeing this awesomeness, I could only mutter a 'how?'
Musa laughed seeing me like this, "it is my uncle's magic. He hired a few servants
"What are we waiting for? Let's eat." I said, my mouth watering with each passing second. "Actually Hawk! We are waiting for that idiot to show up." Unknown said and .... This time I acknowledged. "He must have thought of taking a small power nap and then dozed off." Musa knew him all too well.
We all went to check on him. There he was, lying on the bed on his stomach. His legs on the pillow, where his head should have been. That idiot didn't even bother to change; he was still in his muddy clothes. We all exchanged glances. An evil smirk spread across our faces.
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"HHHHAAAAAWWWKKKKK!!!!!"
"I haven't done anything. Please don't kill me. Please don't.... huh!?! You guys?!?!" We all burst out laughing seeing this outburst. "What? Why are you . . . OH YOU EVIL DEMONS!!!!" We all laughed even harder clutching our stomachs.
We feasted on the big multi-cuisine dinner, talked, laughed and teased. We enjoyed as much as we could as there was a long day ahead of us.
To be continued...
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