The journey had been long and arduous, leaving the duo with little time for luxuries such as proper rest or a bath. "Perhaps we SHOULD afford ourselves a little sleep. We can scarcely think straight with fatigue clouding our minds." said the old veteran, shaking his head. The room in and of itself was simple enough, with a large four-poster bed in the back, next to the hearth. The room they were currently sitting in was little more than a table with two sofa-like seats. It wouldn't be comfortable, but Valerius knew it would suffice. He had had to make due with worse in the past.<br/><br/>"Take the bed, My La-" he caught himself, looking away for a moment. "Aimil. You need your rest, young lady, and these tired old bones still have enough sense to keep watch. I will be okay here for the night." he said, removing his gloves and boots. Setting them next to the door along with his sword and shield, he sat down and took another drink, finishing off his mead.