58: Khahandahar: a lesson in wisdom

Lt leaves log day 174: as the prince approached I crouched into a defensive stance, slowly backing up against the book-covered wall. "Do I need to use my knife to get you to explain where you come from, or will you play nice? I hope you let me use my knife.", he smirked, pointing the dagger towards me. "Do you even know how to use that thing?" I asked him, hoping his confidence would make him slip up. "Hey you!", a voice shouted behind him. Alarmed, the prince turned around, only to get hit in the face by a leather bound encyclopedia. "Seems you forgot to read up on the basics", Oaks grinned, "always cover your six". Whimpering the prince crawled away from Oaks "please don't hurt me, I was joking". At that moment a soldier stormed in the room "don't hurt them, they are friendly". Assessing the situation, he stopped in the middle of the room, eyes widening as I picked up the dagger.