The night passed quickly. Aside from the cold, Igor didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.
As Igor got up, he looked forward to his breakfast as always. Even though he hadn't spent more than a week with Stan Sol, it was apparent that he had been fascinated by Sol's peculiarities. For a while, he even found himself thinking, Being Sol's captive isn't such a bad thing.
Why wouldn't it be good? he thought. He didn't have to worry about food, sleep, or anything else. He didn't even have to stand guard when camping at night. This carefree life, where everything was handed to him, was much better than when he was alone.
Not long ago, he had been worried about not having many gold coins. But not much time had passed, and he had almost completely forgotten those concerns. He had even forgotten other things.
