[Ah — there he is. It's a blink and you'll miss it exchange, but she brightens the second he gives her that old grin of his.]
You could, too. [Always so thoughtful of her and so careless with himself. She does hurry inside though, secretly thrilled. It's a welcome reprieve from the months-long dread this trip has been giving her.
She ought to be arriving to meet her betrothed with a full retinue, but impending war had muddied matters. She'd be much safer in Apogee, and wouldn't she like the time to get to know Jonathan anyway? And here, just to taunt you further, take the one man you can't keep your eyes off on the way. A final parting reminder that you can't always get what you want. Not even if you're a princess.
Rosamund sweeps inside, checking back for Luke even if he's barely two paces behind her. The innkeepers are a sweet middle-aged couple, serving the last rounds of ale on an already late night.
"What a darling couple you two are, and to be caught in such bad weather!" Rosamund flushes but makes no protests. A key is pressed into Luke's hands in exchange for coin. "Don't worry, take the last room on the second floor, on your left. We'll bring up a hot meal shortly, there's plenty left over."]
Thank you so much! I love your dress, by the way. Your embroidery is absolutely stunning.
[The woman blushes and chuckles, and Rosamund flashes Luke a smile of her own on her way up the stairs.]
Awfully sweet of them, isn't it? Especially since it's so late. I can't wait to get out of these soggy clothes.
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You could, too. [Always so thoughtful of her and so careless with himself. She does hurry inside though, secretly thrilled. It's a welcome reprieve from the months-long dread this trip has been giving her.
She ought to be arriving to meet her betrothed with a full retinue, but impending war had muddied matters. She'd be much safer in Apogee, and wouldn't she like the time to get to know Jonathan anyway? And here, just to taunt you further, take the one man you can't keep your eyes off on the way. A final parting reminder that you can't always get what you want. Not even if you're a princess.
Rosamund sweeps inside, checking back for Luke even if he's barely two paces behind her. The innkeepers are a sweet middle-aged couple, serving the last rounds of ale on an already late night.
"What a darling couple you two are, and to be caught in such bad weather!" Rosamund flushes but makes no protests. A key is pressed into Luke's hands in exchange for coin. "Don't worry, take the last room on the second floor, on your left. We'll bring up a hot meal shortly, there's plenty left over."]
Thank you so much! I love your dress, by the way. Your embroidery is absolutely stunning.
[The woman blushes and chuckles, and Rosamund flashes Luke a smile of her own on her way up the stairs.]
Awfully sweet of them, isn't it? Especially since it's so late. I can't wait to get out of these soggy clothes.
[Last room on the left huh?]