“Just as I enjoy your smiles, your spirit soaring, carefree, greater than any dragon’s flight. Tribulations upon your shoulders do little good for you.â€Â
The key turned easily, opening the door where Jancis had expected a dark cluttered room.Â
The scant couple times she had stayed in the Forgotten Knight were the same: dark room, low fire, and many leftover bottles and trash as the room was suppose to be cleaned by the previous occupant.
This room was different. Brow furrowed, she called out with a curious greeting. An oil lamp had a low glow, perhaps she had the wrong key? No the rooms were empty, and there were rooms! Two bedrooms and a small common area with a worktable, unlike any of the others!
She must have been given the wrong key! Exiting and returning to the front desk, she was practically ignored by the innkeep, only told that keys weren’t just given out (and how absurd to claim it).Â
With fervent apologies, she returned to the hall, looking about the other doors. Which one was Denz’s? Perhaps he could notice her presence. Her hand grazed over the walls, practically pressing her body to one as she paused, “Denz?†Came the quiet call, she didn’t want to disturb the other patrons.
Looking about, she returned to the extravagant room, sinking before the hearth, overtaken as to what to do at the late hour.
“Menphina, be not so cold to me.â€
The key turned easily, opening the door where Jancis had expected a dark cluttered room.Â
The scant couple times she had stayed in the Forgotten Knight were the same: dark room, low fire, and many leftover bottles and trash as the room was suppose to be cleaned by the previous occupant.
This room was different. Brow furrowed, she called out with a curious greeting. An oil lamp had a low glow, perhaps she had the wrong key? No the rooms were empty, and there were rooms! Two bedrooms and a small common area with a worktable, unlike any of the others!
She must have been given the wrong key! Exiting and returning to the front desk, she was practically ignored by the innkeep, only told that keys weren’t just given out (and how absurd to claim it).Â
With fervent apologies, she returned to the hall, looking about the other doors. Which one was Denz’s? Perhaps he could notice her presence. Her hand grazed over the walls, practically pressing her body to one as she paused, “Denz?†Came the quiet call, she didn’t want to disturb the other patrons.
Looking about, she returned to the extravagant room, sinking before the hearth, overtaken as to what to do at the late hour.
“Menphina, be not so cold to me.â€
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