Daewyn felt herself blush and she turned her head to the window letting her loose hair shroud her face. She reached for the quilt that covered the bed and pulled it around her. She said in a broken voice,<br/><br/>"I am sorry Indrean, for I have come on to you like a common tavern slut. My fatigue owns me, and the ale had thrown down my inhibitions, and I am sorry. You are a good and honourable man, and I thank you for all you have done for me."<br/><br/>Daewyn sat down on the bed, unable to look at Indrean, and she lay down on her side facing away from him, holding the quilt close around her. After silence passed between them, Indrean put out one of the two candle that lit the room, and Daewyn said without turning,<br/><br/>"If you are comfortable with it, I would like to have you close..."<br/><br/>She had hardly rasped out the words before she fell into a deep slumber, feeling safe with Indrean with her, and able to let her cares fall away.