Vara occupied herself with cleaning up the bedroom they would be staying in.  She took the comforter out and shook it briskly, to dislodge most of the dust.  It could have done with a more thorough cleaning, but they did not have the time needed for it to dry. She set up the bed so it would be ready for them when they needed to sleep.<br/>Once that was done, she accompanied and helped Geraint where she could.  The bath looked very alluring, it had possibly been years since she had bathed in a tub as deep as that.  They were common as they used to be, and mostly people who had rank had them.  She had used some in the castle a time or two, but Blackvayne had often made a point to wander in while she was bathing.<br/><br/>Vara pressed a kiss to Geraint’s cheek and began to take her clothes off.  Once she was nude, she made no bones about stepping into the water.  It probably wasn’t exceedingly warm, but due to the temperature outside, it felt as if were perfectly hot.  It soothed her aching legs as she submerged most of her body in it, and then she looked up at Geraint and curled a finger at him.  It was spacious enough they could probably both fit comfortably.<br/><br/>“If it doesn’t work, then we just run.  We go and we make sure he can’t find us, and we find witches to help sever my connection to him.  There’s got to be a way out.”  She said, because she had seen the way his smile faltered.  “Sit in front of me and I’ll rub your back.” She offered, wondering if he had ever really gotten that kind of treatment from someone.  With her avoidance to the touch of others, it was rare for her as well.