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Revlen sits by Bailey's bedside in the inn, remembering what had he had just done, and not sure how to react or what to think. He had kissed her, and yet no fist came, then he had kissed her again, and again no slap nor fist came for him. His thoughts wondered as he watched her sleep peacefully, her face beautiful (though a little dirty) in the dim light from the window. His thoughts swirrled, he had kissed her, the lass to whomhe had fought, bleed, and cursed beside over the weeks, and the lass he had admired for a while. Though he seemed calm on the outside on the inside, old and dormant emotions began to surface. Did he like this lass, truely? That question ringed through his head a few times and each time it was met with the same responce "of course" He looks back to her, sleeping soundly, then looks out the window. Uncertain of what to think excatly.

Revlen, stayed through the night with out a wink of sleep, looking out the window of the room. He looks to Bailey and smiles a little, seeing her still sleeping peacefully. He walks over to her and kisses her on the forehead gently and whispers, knowing she still sleeps...


I shall be in town....the town is short on guards enough without us. I shall be out there.....

Revlen smiles as he still hears nothing but bailey's soft breathing. He walks out the dorr and closes it softly, he walks on the streets....back to his duty..