A quiet night on patrol? It sounded about right. Even teenagers appreciated a warm fire in weather like this.
Casting a curious look in Eileen's direction, he tiptoed further out onto the tower, tilting his face up towards the sky. 'What tales would those be Professor Prince?' She was right, alliteration was delightful. The only interest he could think of about the Bell Towers were their brief spell as a barracks or sorts during the siege.