Golden Glade don quixote

he was a man of few questions.

life would always be easier and kinder when one minded their own business. asked only things of necessity and go about their day.

take me there.

he turned at once, prepared to head back the path he had come from. but there was indeed one thing he figured he must ask as they worked along the trail.

will you speak to the sovereign leader of your no-good wife or send me in?

perhaps it became apparent how grey his morals were.