<div class="floatleft">(http://orig11.deviantart.net/e18a/f/2017/187/2/e/viktor01_by_ravagedgirl-dbfdgy9.jpg)(http://orig03.deviantart.net/5309/f/2017/187/3/d/alexandra01_by_ravagedgirl-dbfdgyd.jpg)</div><br/><br/>"You're sure about this place Alex?" Viktor's gruff voice carried down the street as each step brought him closer to this tavern that his lovely(though impatient) fiance half led, half dragged him towards. Viktor was never one to hide his opinions. He was a cleric of the Morninglord and an ex sergeant in the Royal Dearothian army. Blunt honesty had always been his preferred method of speaking. Nor was his voice soft spoken, it boomed out with the natural authority and charisma of a man who had made his life career first bellowing orders, then taking up the cloth imparting sermons to the masses. He was heard by several passers by who glanced his way, clearly confused and amused by the image of a fully armoured man being led helplessly towards a direction by a woman only as high as his shoulder and at least a third less his weight.<br/><br/>"For the last time, Yes!" The young brunette beamed back at her dour partner. Her vibrance and gaiety at odds with his stoney countenance that gave an overall impression of indifference towards anyone and anything around him. Though they were both clerics of the Lord of light and sun, Only one of them was looking the part. light practically radiated out of the young girl. She seemed to bound with energy with every step. Her warm smile was infectious to those that caught her eyed and it wasn't long before most of the street was smiling, smirking or chuckling at the sight of the young girl and what was obviously her boyfriend. And the entire mood and ambiance of the street seemed just a little more sunlight and cheerful.<br/><br/>"You're going to love it, I promise. I picked it especially for you. Now hurry up! I want to get there before it fills up." and with that she slipped her hand from his and quickly outpaced the more heavily armoured man escorting her. it if wasn't for the fact Viktor could see her hair bouncing with each step he would have lost sight of her completely.<br/><br/>A disbelieving grunt was the only reply. Viktor had already spotted three other inns in this town alone that could have been just as servicable. He didn't understand why his lover was so particular that they spend their nights at this exact location. In truth he didn't even know the name of the place, when he asked where and what Alexandra learned of this establishment to become so infatuated with it, she only offered a coy smile and skipped off. Forcing him to follow. Whatever this place was Alex seemed to know about it before they had even reached the city. All but begging him to take a detour from their planned route to travel to this specific town. As much as Viktor would have liked to put his foot down and insist they stick to their carefully planned route and continue on with their planned route of pilgrimage...... it was impossible to say no to his lover. Once she batted those eyes and put those full lips into a pout Alexandra could pretty much as for whatever the hell she wanted and she knew it. It was a power over her lover that she only used sparringly and responsibly.... well mostly.<br/><br/>Eventually Viktor did catch up to Alex in a clank of scale armour and heavy boots, neither of which were designed for running and left their wearer taking even but deep breaths once he was able to stop. There in front of the door stood Alexandra. Chest heaving proudly, ankles innocently crossed with one arm pointing above her head at the tavern sign and a great big grin on her face as if to say 'Ta'da!' and 'Told you so!' at the same time.<br/><br/>"Kneeling Wenches........" Was all Viktor said. Voicing the rest of his unspoken concerns with only a raised eyebrow towards his lover. He was already having second thoughts about ever allowing Alex to make another decision about future travel destinations.<br/><br/>Jumping the small distance between them Alex offered a wink and a reassuring kiss before slipping inside and past the door. "You're going to love it!" She promised again as those shapely thighs Vitkor had come to know so intimately swayed in an exaggerated display then disappeared.<br/><br/>Left with little option Viktor pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration at both his lovers childishness and what awkwardness was surely going to come. Yet despite himself he let out a brief, barking laugh at her antics, which at the end of the day were one of the reasons he loved her as much as he did. "My gracious lord, I bask in your radiance and ask to be protected by your divine glory. May I carry the light of your name and forever illluminate the darkness." A quick and likely unnecessary prayer to the Morninglord, as Viktor was certain that if Lathander even cared enough to watch what was happening in this little corner of the world right now, he was probably too busy laughing his divine ass off.<br/><br/>"Lets get this over with."