"Okay, guys. Seriously, just tell me what this is all about," grumbled the blindfolded brunette as she was led from her kitchen onto her tiny open patio.
"Can't spoil Kingy's surprise!" chirped Wicket. The little goblin had Sarah's hands clasped tightly in his little leathery ones and was trying to lead her outside without bumping her into walls or furniture.
"That's what worries me," Sarah muttered under her breath as the goblin pulled her out the kitchen door. He led her clumsily over to the little bistro table where she took her coffee on nice days and patted the seat for her to sit.
"You sits," he squeaked. "Kingy will be here soon."