Capítulo 186: The Winning Plan

"Grandpa?" Frey put his hand to his grandfather's knee and shook but the old, decrepit man did not open his wrinkled eyes. Arthur's lifeless arm fell off the old armrest of his favorite wooden rocking chair. A chair which one of his long-dead companions had made for him decades ago, back in his adventuring days which Frey heard about so much. Dust seemed to fall off of his peaceful face. The setting sun's light, which penetrated through the small-but-fancy house's single window, faded.

The front door to the house burst open and Gwen rushed in as fast as her little feet could carry her across the stone floor. Tears streamed down her face as she cried: "Something's wrong with mommy and daddy!" Yelling erupted from their house, which had been built within a hundred feet or so of his grandfather's house.