Erik glanced through the books Farangis had brought him, relaxing against the soft pillows. He had been moved to an actual room after she decided his wound was healed enough for him. She'd given him a short tour of the rooms he was allowed in and then left him to his own devices.

He quickly discovered she spent most of her free time in the library and often found himself joining her in quietly reading. While they didn't speak much, she did recomend several books on their religion to read. He did find their gods fascinating and found himself comparing some of them, which started some minor arguements. One had lasted several from midday until dinner, but it was a fun experience for them both.

There were very few men in the temple aside from the ever-silent guards, so he stood out during dinner. They all ate together and while he didn't know their prayers, he did respect them enough to stay quiet and wait for them before eating his meals. He usually ended up joining Farangis or the elderly women as they were quite fond of them.

He didn't mind their doting on him, but he quickly realized that their doting on him meant he owed them manual labor. Which meant he spent some of his time chopping wood or helping carry their offerings to the shrines scattered around the temple. Why they needed him to carry flowers and some food, he could only guess.

He glanced up at a soft knock on his door and straightened up. "Come in."

Farangis stepped in and held a bottle of wine and two glasses. "Our food and drink shipment have arrived for the month. Thought I would share some of our wine with you. While you're here, at least."

He nodded and sat up, setting his book on the nightstand. "Sounds good to me. Always ready for a good drink."

She nodded and set the glasses on the nightstand, carefully pouring them. "Of course. I do enjoy the drink myself when I have the chance to relax."

He took a glass and sipped some, nodded slowly. "Doesn't taste too bad, surprisingly. Bit too sweet for my tastes but I'll take what I've got."

She hummed and nodded, sipping some. "It is probably different than what you're used to."

He shrugged, finishing off his glass. "I've had plenty of drinks from around the continent. Never stay in one place for too long to really get used to anything."

She nodded and refilled his cup. "Of course. I assume you will be leaving once your wound has fully healed."

He nodded and lightly patted his side. "That's the plan. Probably gonna leave in a couple days. Your healing water sure did the trick."

She hummed softly and sat back in the chair, loosely crossing one leg over the other. "It is blessed, after all. The Jinn are quite helpful when they are thoroughly pleased."

He nodded slowly, finishing off his glass again. "Of course they are. Let's finish this bottle tomorrow night. I'll most likely leave the day after."

She nodded and finished her drink in a swift drink. "We shall make it a special occasion. I will see you in the morning, Erik."

He chuckled softly, settling back with his book. "Of course, Farangis."