The weekend could not come fast enough. For most of the students, it was because a week’s holiday was coming up, where everyone would be released from the grounds to return home. A week without lessons, studying, the nagging of professors… A reprieve, for most, and for Dantalion, a chance to change things.
He had made all the necessary arrangements; carriage from Stratford to the nearest station, then a train into the heart of London from there. Sure, it would have been less expensive to take the carriage directly into London, but this manner cut their travel time by half. And besides, they could walk about a train and stretch their legs, whilst they be crammed in close quarters in a carriage for near a day. Scenic views, a comfortable seat, and a dining car to tide them over until they reached London proper.
Once they arrived, they would take the streetcar to their hotel, a luxorious five star far enough away from the hustle and bustle of the city, but not quite that they ended up in the slums. Perfect for exploring the city and what it had to offer them.
It had taken him some favors to secure the coin, but after a few phone calls, Dantalion had managed not only hotel reservations, but dinner as well. He even begrudgingly booked two separate rooms for the length of their stay, just to appease William.
He just hoped it was all worth the effort.
As the last bell rang signalling the end of lessons, the students began to file out of their classes and into their dorms. Many would not leave until the following day, the journies long and arduous for those living further away from their beloved school, but a few lone carriages waited on the drive near the grounds for their occupants. Near the back was Dantalion, waiting impatiently with his own luggage (which merely consisted of a few changes of clothes and outerwear and little else), watching the flow of students for one particular hot-headed blonde.
“William!” he called as soon as he could pick him from the fray, waving to him with a excited smile.