ArcticFox
Dreamer
"Good night, madam." Levon bowed deeply and then left, taking the light with him. Anna was left in the darkness to change clothes and get into bed. It was no small a feat, it took her almost half an hour to find her bedclothes and she probably didn't put them on the right way. Still, she somehow managed to get into bed and fell asleep instantaneously.
The knocking on the door awoke her. She jumped up in her bed and straightened her hair with her hands, before sleepily saying:
"Enter."
Levon's face appeared on the doorway. He only peaked inside, not wanting to disturb her in case she wasn't dressed. "I'm sorry for waking you up this early, madam." The steward said, his voice somewhat disturbed. "You guest. That dark elf. He was not in his room when I went to check on him this morning."
"Truly?" Anna asked, alarmed. "But he was still recovering. Why would he leave when I clearly told him there was no hurry?"
"Dark elves are fickle creatures." Levon said. "And proud to boot. I do think he was grateful to you, madam, but his pride didn't let him be a burden."
"He is not a creature." Anna argued. "He is a person just like you and me. And he is injured. Not to mention if the guardsmen find him prowling the streets, they'll just haul him off to prison or beat him bloody again. Ugh." She groaned and then sighed. If that was his choice, then so be it.
"I do apologize for not being able to keep him, madam." Levon said, his gaze lowered. "I will send a maid to help you get dressed."
- Accept and get dressed.
- Refuse and get dressed by yourself.
- Stay in bed a little longer.
The knocking on the door awoke her. She jumped up in her bed and straightened her hair with her hands, before sleepily saying:
"Enter."
Levon's face appeared on the doorway. He only peaked inside, not wanting to disturb her in case she wasn't dressed. "I'm sorry for waking you up this early, madam." The steward said, his voice somewhat disturbed. "You guest. That dark elf. He was not in his room when I went to check on him this morning."
"Truly?" Anna asked, alarmed. "But he was still recovering. Why would he leave when I clearly told him there was no hurry?"
"Dark elves are fickle creatures." Levon said. "And proud to boot. I do think he was grateful to you, madam, but his pride didn't let him be a burden."
"He is not a creature." Anna argued. "He is a person just like you and me. And he is injured. Not to mention if the guardsmen find him prowling the streets, they'll just haul him off to prison or beat him bloody again. Ugh." She groaned and then sighed. If that was his choice, then so be it.
"I do apologize for not being able to keep him, madam." Levon said, his gaze lowered. "I will send a maid to help you get dressed."
- Accept and get dressed.
- Refuse and get dressed by yourself.
- Stay in bed a little longer.