69 Finding the Northern Cave

There was such that in-depth testimony of Baldur when Albrecht called them for dinner. Due to their busy chitchat they never knew its already 8 o'clock in the evening. Magee also insisted to join them at dinner since she's getting better.

While at the table.

" Let's read the journal tonight and it could help us a lot in tracing its passage." George looked at Magee.

"Yeah, I guess it would help us a lot." Baldur commented.

"What if Baldur and I will finish the second journal while you and Magee on the third journal does it make sense then in the morning let's share everything we'll find." Albrecht suggested.

"I go with it." George grinned.

The dinner was filled with their conversation and they're getting more interested in discovering the exact location of the northbound tunnel.

Hours passed in full tilt and they all stationed in their rooms, holding Sr. Sibal's journal.

" Can I sit beside you?" George asked.

" Hmm...yes, sure." She replied.

He then perched beside her on bed. But she was so uncomfortable so she told him to get and bring inside the long wooden chair from the 'sala' (receiving area).

"Why? Its too heavy and the fogs outside, you know." He sheepishly reasoned out.

She sarcastically smiled and slithered down and he carefully helped her reach the floor.

" Ow...where are you going?" He was bewildered.

" I'll go out and bring in the wooden chair." She slowly had her paces going to the door and at a gallop he blocked her way.

" I was just kidding, you stay on your bed, I'll go and get it." He sadly smirked.

When he's back carrying it, Magee instructed him to put it fronting her bed.

" Hmm, this is a good location. What are you doing...come, let's sit together." Then she smiled at him.

" Great heavens! sitting down on bed and on a chair are just the same. I can't really spot the difference." He smilingly thought while looking at her.

When she sat down and put the journal on her lap he never nestled beside her yet, thinking she might be instructing some more suggestions if where he would plop down. But she slowly held his hand and heedfully pulled him beside her to give his feet a rest.

" So...you read first, if you get tired, then my turn."

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