<span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">Dsewyn would be glad to have those days working at the Forsaken Inn, for that was all the experience she had working inns and taverns. She looked at her attire and realised she still had on the wenchwear that Caila had given her to work in there. She should try and procure herself something else somewhere along the way, but right now, she had to play the part of Indrean's property and try not to let his words about pimping her out disturb her. <br/><br/>She had grown fond of Indrean, even to a pont where she had offered her bed to him. But such an upstanding, honourable man was he, and Daewyn grew evermore fond of him for that. And now he took the front in keeping her from these cretons of fortune. She held to Indreans arm and looked deeply at him when he turned to her, and she felt herself grow warm in his gaze. The commander broke her thoughts when he said,<br/><br/>"Well sir, I will accept your word that this girl is bonded to you in betrothal because I really wasn't paid that much to find her and bring her back. I will keep the money that was to buy you off, give some to me boys, then contract with this northern mob of rangers. I heard they were short people after the war. It was what I planned on doing in the first place, but honour said I should at least try to carry out the comission."<br/><br/>He signalled his second and he went and set the men at ease and gave them some time off. When he returned, the commander said,<br/><br/>"Now I will have to pronounce you dead m'lady, so I wouldn't be going down south expecting to carry your name and your title."<br/><br/>He walked away with his second, and Daewyn looked to Indrean. She said in a low voice,<br/><br/>"I don't trust what he says, but maybe we should get out of here and go... somewhere while we can?"<br/><br/>She looked at Indrean as he thought about this turn of events.</span>