“Thank you, kind sir.”<br/><br/>Daewyn said as he ushered her in to the room. She looked around it before walking over to the bed and putting her hand on it. She shivered slightly before sitting in one of the chairs by the window. She looked out of it and she turned around to look at Indrean who was setting his pack and bedroll down by the door. Daewen took a breath as she watched him move and bend, and she swallowed as she tried to speak. When he turned and looked at her, she sighed as she started to speak,<br/><br/>“Dear Indrean, would you be so kind as to…. help me? I am quite tired and could sleep for a day, but I could not, knowing you were not also resting. Would you…. lay with me? I mean…. we can lay and hold each other and rest. It would so much be comforting, and you would be keeping me safe. If…”<br/><br/>Daewyn blushed as her thoughts drifted… the last time she was in a room like this, she was alone… and she was attacked… No, she could not put that kind of pressure on Indrean. He was such an honourable man, and … and she felt something for him. But she knew little of him. Did he have a wife awaiting him? She let all thought fail her as she let her outer dress drop to the floor…