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Chapter two
Sydney leaned forward in her office chair in surprise, "The sword of Sir Galahad, are you sure? That would be a major find if it's possible Nigel."
"I know," the handsome young teaching assistant replied, his features lighting up in a cute but slightly goofy smile, "but I really think they're on to something, that is 'they' being a group of my old Oxfords pals. Alex called me a couple of days ago about the parchments they found whilst on an archaeological dig in Cornwall."
"I see," she absently brushed her long dark hair out of her eyes, now giving Nigel her absolute attention, "go on. Do they know what the parchments mean?"
"Unfortunately, no. They did recognize the coat of arms on the heads of the papers to be that of Sir Galahad's and depictions of the sword on the same leaves but they haven't been able to decipher the Latin writings. They were hoping I would be able to visit them in the UK and work it out for them and they said you would be more than welcome to join me. That is if you want to, not that I wouldn't want you to, I do, in fact I'd love you to come, but you don't have to."
"I'd love to come," Sydney interrupted, before he could babble on any further, "it sounds like an interesting and worthwhile project. Plus I can't wait to meet all your friends, maybe see an old humiliating photo or too while we're at it."
"Oh, er, um, Syd!" Nigel panicked as he rushed out of her office to where she was speaking to Claudia about flights, "You wouldn't, would you? I mean, not that I have any embarrassing pictures, ahem, but you."
"Don't worry, Nige'," laughed Sydney, "I would never do that to you, honest. Claudia, two plane tickets to England, please and cancel all my classes till further notice. Nigel, I hope you're packed and ready to go."
"Of course I'm ready to go, I never had the chance to unpack from the last place you dragged me off to, never mind re-pack."
"OK, Syd, I got you two early flights with British Airways tomorrow morning to Gatwick at five thirty. First class, last two seats."
"Brilliant, Claudia, I'll see you in the morning then Nigel, bright and early, just the way you like it!"
"Urgh, Claudia, why can't you ever get us flights for a normal hour?"
"Oh, for goodness sake, Nigel, an hour is an hour, it can't be normal or not." Sydney grinned as the sounds of her friends faded away as the door clicked shut behind her. This relic hunt looked very promising, not to mention she would have the chance to tease Nigel to no end with all his old university mates around the place."
Chapter two
Sydney leaned forward in her office chair in surprise, "The sword of Sir Galahad, are you sure? That would be a major find if it's possible Nigel."
"I know," the handsome young teaching assistant replied, his features lighting up in a cute but slightly goofy smile, "but I really think they're on to something, that is 'they' being a group of my old Oxfords pals. Alex called me a couple of days ago about the parchments they found whilst on an archaeological dig in Cornwall."
"I see," she absently brushed her long dark hair out of her eyes, now giving Nigel her absolute attention, "go on. Do they know what the parchments mean?"
"Unfortunately, no. They did recognize the coat of arms on the heads of the papers to be that of Sir Galahad's and depictions of the sword on the same leaves but they haven't been able to decipher the Latin writings. They were hoping I would be able to visit them in the UK and work it out for them and they said you would be more than welcome to join me. That is if you want to, not that I wouldn't want you to, I do, in fact I'd love you to come, but you don't have to."
"I'd love to come," Sydney interrupted, before he could babble on any further, "it sounds like an interesting and worthwhile project. Plus I can't wait to meet all your friends, maybe see an old humiliating photo or too while we're at it."
"Oh, er, um, Syd!" Nigel panicked as he rushed out of her office to where she was speaking to Claudia about flights, "You wouldn't, would you? I mean, not that I have any embarrassing pictures, ahem, but you."
"Don't worry, Nige'," laughed Sydney, "I would never do that to you, honest. Claudia, two plane tickets to England, please and cancel all my classes till further notice. Nigel, I hope you're packed and ready to go."
"Of course I'm ready to go, I never had the chance to unpack from the last place you dragged me off to, never mind re-pack."
"OK, Syd, I got you two early flights with British Airways tomorrow morning to Gatwick at five thirty. First class, last two seats."
"Brilliant, Claudia, I'll see you in the morning then Nigel, bright and early, just the way you like it!"
"Urgh, Claudia, why can't you ever get us flights for a normal hour?"
"Oh, for goodness sake, Nigel, an hour is an hour, it can't be normal or not." Sydney grinned as the sounds of her friends faded away as the door clicked shut behind her. This relic hunt looked very promising, not to mention she would have the chance to tease Nigel to no end with all his old university mates around the place."