
It was some time before the paladin returned. He opened the door softly, ignoring the look from the innkeeper on the way upstairs, and surveyed the room for the first time. He saw the large desk and chair behind it, stepping as softly as he could and lifting the heavy piece of furniture off of the carpet so to not make more noise than necessary.
Once he was pleased that the door wouldn't be opened from the hallway, he stepped across the room again to dim the lamp. His hearing was drawn down and he hoped to not hear her stir, though her form was evident in his peripheral vision.
"Sorry, Cot," he offered silently to himself, pulling his cloak around himself and drawing his hood over his vision to block out the world. Sleep couldn't come fast enough.
Once he was pleased that the door wouldn't be opened from the hallway, he stepped across the room again to dim the lamp. His hearing was drawn down and he hoped to not hear her stir, though her form was evident in his peripheral vision.
"Sorry, Cot," he offered silently to himself, pulling his cloak around himself and drawing his hood over his vision to block out the world. Sleep couldn't come fast enough.