Leara looked out her window, watching as David walked toward the citadel in the evening light. She felt guilty for letting him wander out there all alone, and the more that she thought about it, the more that guilt ate at her. He was in a new place without the slightest bit of knowledge on what was to transpire. Surely, the council had given him a place to sleep, right? Needless to say, Leara did not sleep a wink that night. Her concern for David’s well being overpowered whatever distaste she’d had in her mouth after their conversation and the way he made her feel about as big as her own thumb. He was new to this world. He did not understand the kind of dangers that awaited him.<br/><br/>There was a knock on her door - light but firm, and Leara knew that it was Maia. The blonde warrior did not answer. Instead, she climbed into her evening gown and slide beneath the cold covers of the bed. Her eyes didn’t close, though, not for a long while, and when sleep did finally stole over her, her dreams were full of chaos and David.<br/><br/>She awoke just before sunrise, and decided that she would find him and apologize. She should not have stepped out of line, but the way that she had been reprimanded embarrassed her more than it had hurt her. Her ego was a fragile things some days, and after what they had been through earlier in the day, perhaps she thought he’d have thought more of her. His opinion didn’t matter - not really, if she were really honest with herself. If that were the truth, though, why did it bother her so goddamn much?<br/><br/>She tugged on a pair of breeches and a tunic before tying her hair in a long braid that draped over her shoulder. Her sword was tucked securely away within her room, which would remain hers for another day unless they were not to leave Neria so soon. Leara could not imagine that being the case - the council would want David to learn and start his journey sooner rather than later, or else, he’d be found out by another group that would want him for their nefarious purposes. For the most part, the beings in Eldorath were all together in this endeavor - to fight the unseen foe and restore the balance upon their world. There were some, however, that wanted to take a much different route than those that walked along the lighter path.<br/><br/>Stretching and ensure her hair was neat, Leara found herself wandering down the stairs and out of the inn. Her eyes adjusted to the bright sun that was rising once more in the sky, and with her hands covering her eyes, she spotted a man that looked oddly like David standing before her. He looked tired, rumpled, and all in all, just not okay. The guilt she’d felt that night came roaring back ten fold as she realized what had likely happened, and Leara found herself rushing toward him with earnest.<br/><br/><b>”David!”</b>She shouted to him,<b>”What ails you so? Did you not rest well? You look rather...stale.”</b>Based on the way he looked, she assumed he had not rested well at all.<b>”I assume Maia requested you meet her this morning, but without rest, you will not have the concentration needed to learn her skill. Magic is a fickle thing, something that you would not understand entirely coming from Earth.”</b>With concern written on her face, she extended her hand for him to take.<b>”Come inside the inn. I can at least ensure you food to warm your belly and, although the bed is not the most comfortable I have ever rested upon, it would do you well to have a sleep.”</b>Leara decided that if he chose to rest, she would seek out guidance from the council, just as he had been summoned by them to do so himself.<br/><br/><br/>Tag:<a class="username" data-user-id="82" data-username="@Manaan" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/82/">@Manaan</a>