Aldeus smiled faintly at the use of the word Sir. It had been some time since he'd been called such. The work he did these days usually had him refered to as "boy", "you boy", and before he'd cut his hair, "girl". "I foresee this conversation having a lot of follow up questions. Why don't you get something to eat and have a good night's sleep first. We can start fresh in the morning. I'd offer you a bath as well, but we don't have any wood to burn and the water would be cold as ice."
Aldeus beckoned the woman to follow him as he turned away and headed deeper into the Hall with Lysander at his side. He kept close to the bird to share its heat. The desert turned cold after sundown, and the last rays of light were beginning to fade. He led Isielin down a maze of hallways to a private room in the barracks. Inside was a bed, a few of his personal effects laid on a desk, and splintering dresser. With only starlight and memory to guide him he made his way to the only candle in the room and struck a match to light it. "Make yourself at home. I'll get you something to eat."
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Aldeus beckoned the woman to follow him as he turned away and headed deeper into the Hall with Lysander at his side. He kept close to the bird to share its heat. The desert turned cold after sundown, and the last rays of light were beginning to fade. He led Isielin down a maze of hallways to a private room in the barracks. Inside was a bed, a few of his personal effects laid on a desk, and splintering dresser. With only starlight and memory to guide him he made his way to the only candle in the room and struck a match to light it. "Make yourself at home. I'll get you something to eat."
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