14 Gavadiol Learns Of The Circus

The merchant came up to him still in the bad mood. "Okay have you decided sir? We really do not have all day." "Well, I wonder where else you would rather be than at your business." Gavadiol snarled back now fully annoyed too at the man. "Come on man. You've been snapping all day. Snap out of it." "Well I do have a place to go sir." The man responded pointedly. "Didn't you hear who's coming to town?" "Who's coming to town?" Gavadiol now remembered how lively the town had looked indeed when he had ridden in. The man searched his face as if to see if he was teasing or not. "Well the circus," he said gruffly. "And you cannot blame me lad. It's not everyday the circus comes to town." "The circus?" Gavadiol was confused. "What's a circus?" "Come on lad, have you been living under a rock?" Gavadiol grinned sheepishly. "Well maybe, but really what does a circus mean? What do they do?" "They're performers." The merchant's mood had lifted now. Perhaps the talk of the imminent circus