<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Lenally/The Burgundy Room</span></strong><br/><br/><br/>The dampness of the cloth helped and she was relieved that at least she would not have marks on her face in the morning. Oddly, she felt herself worried, not wanting Lorenso to see her face ruined. She'd never cared or worried about such things before and scowled.<br/><br/>"Dammit to hell!!" she stood up, frustrated. She began to pace her room, looking at all the weapons hanging about and continuing for quite awhile until she eventually came to pause and look towards the training grounds. How badly she wanted to go to them and train. But she knew she couldn't. Not yet.<br/><br/>Instead, she dressed into her regular clothes, still binding her chest back as she began to train in her room, trying to ponder the events of the day. Her body seemed to groan against her efforts however, wanting instead to lay down and revel in the glorious new feelings she was having. But she knew she had to practice a little.<br/><br/>After an hour or so, she dressed back down into her night clothes, and crawled into her bed. She sighed, noting the bed seemed much bigger than it used to, and more lonely too. She frowned, both loving and cursing Lorenso for stealing her heart as she let sleep take her, having dreams of her lover.