They had gone back to work after their noon meal. Boremont continued learning from the blacksmith and Elizabeth convinced the store owner, Melinda, to let her try on the dresses. With the afternoon beginning, the activity in Moldiss Darton increased and it would continue well into the night.

Elizabeth stands by the store, wearing a red dress, its material light and wrapped around her bodice. It was a dress that caught everyone's attention as well as her smile, inviting them in to see the dresses for themselves.

The first woman of the night walks past with her customer, but his eyes linger on Elizabeth, so much he leaves her to touch the red dress. Elizabeth slaps his hand away with a sinister grin.

"If you find this dress to be seductive, buy one for your lady." She says and invites the woman in, despite her foul mood at losing her customer.

"I pay her for sex, not for a dress." He says, put off.

"That nearly rhymes." Elizabeth replies with a smirk. "Trust me, sex will be mind blowing with a dress like mine." She adds and he stares at the woman, as if considering it. She glares and walks into the store, as if to show him how beautiful she is.

Elizabeth walks in with her, showing her some dresses, but suggesting the ones with the flare that will be sure to catch her customer's attention.

Melinda just watches, as if amazed Elizabeth can convince anyone to buy a dress because the colour brings out their eyes more, or it looks good with their colour of skin or hair.

As always, by the time that woman walks out, her customer has his hands all over her. He doesn't care how much he pays for the dress, like he can't wait to have intercourse. Elizabeth watches them leave, that woman feeling confident as the man is eating out of the palm of her hand.

"I might have to pay you more." Melinda says and Elizabeth smiles at her.

"I could fix your hair." She says and the store owner narrows her eyes at her. Melinda has grey frizzy hair. She has dull brown eyes and she looks tired most of the time. Her dress come from all over the world, a large collection she has as each winter she goes to collect them and then sell them. This year, she decided to sell in Moldiss Darton. If she lets Elizabeth fix her hair and put a bit of beauty powder, she would look as beautiful as she did younger, no doubt.

"I am not a customer." Melinda says, but Elizabeth approaches and takes a jewelled flower from Melinda's basket of accessories.

"You sell these beautiful things, but you do not show their beauty or your own. You hire me to do it. Why? Simply because I am young?" Elizabeth asks and Melinda glares. "Every woman is beautiful, whether she needs these dresses or not. Men need to be reminded that beauty is not simply youth, but experience." She adds and Melinda looks at her with curiosity.

"My hair cannot be fixed." She says, as if she likes the idea, but doesn't believe it in.

"I would not change it, simply do something new." Elizabeth says and takes a few jewelled flowers and takes Melinda's hair, gathering it, twisting it and pinning it up with the flowers. She takes some beauty powder and highlights Melinda's eyes that become soulful.

She does nothing more and brings Melinda to a mirror where she seems surprised at her reflection.

"Beauty is redefined." She says and more women enter, seeing Melinda and they complement her. They know her and they are so impressed, they ask Elizabeth to do the same. Within that small amount of time, nearly every woman in Moldiss Darton looks amazing. The men no longer grab at them, but gawk at them like walking jewels. Elizabeth stands by the store with Melinda, proud of her accomplishment.

"Winter seems far away, but I always prepare myself before the end of summer." Melinda says, looking at the street of women walking with confidence. "I stay another few days and I make my leave." She adds and Elizabeth nods her head.

"I hope to stay longer here and see that your last days are fruitful." She says and Melinda smiles at her.

"They already are. I have not made so much money as I have now. I have long forgotten how it feels to be beautiful, how my customers feel when they feel beautiful." She says and hands Elizabeth more coins then she did at the end of the morning. "Continue working with me as long as you can." She says and Elizabeth smiles, knowing that this money alone can pay for another day at the inn.

Elizabeth rides Boremont's horse back to the inn, wearing her trousers, shirt and corset, still concealing her knife. She sees Boremont approaching the inn, smiling at her.

"Based on your smile, I would say you had a good day." He says, helping to tie the reins around the post while she dismounts.

"I did." She replies and as he turns around, pulls her in for a small kiss that tells her how much he missed her. She pulls back and grins. "Based on that kiss, I would say you had a good day as well." She says and he gives her a small smile.

"I got paid for fixing the hooves of a horse." He says and she smiles brightly, knowing all along he would be successful. "It was satisfying work. I was so accustomed to following orders and doing almost nothing." He adds and she kisses him to demonstrate how proud she is of his success for the day.

They walk into the inn together, seeing that supper just began as Earl passes out, yet again, bowls of stew. Some people complain that they just ate that, but Earl reminds them that if Grace hears that, they can eat the dirt just out of her door.

Elizabeth doesn't doubt it. Grace might be old, but she's tough and she quite admires the woman for her attitude.

They sit at a table and Earl brings them two bowls.

"Thank you, Earl." Elizabeth says and receives a twitch of a smile just before he leaves. Boremont stares at her with a slight smirk, making her laugh. "What?" She asks.

"I never thought you would settle in so well in Moldiss Darton." He says and stares at her smile. "Tell me about your day." He says and she tells him about all the women she got to buy Melinda's dresses, all the women she got to style and how they were all happy, especially Melinda.

"If we can stay a few more days, we can earn some money." Elizabeth says, but Boremont seems a little concern, although he's trying to hide it, not wanting to insult her efforts. "You are worried we will spend everything we earn, not really going anywhere." She adds and he nods his head with his lips in a thin line, revealing he didn't want to say it.

Elizabeth pulls out the coins Melinda gave her and he counts them, looking at her with some surprise.

"Is that not enough for another night here, at the inn?" She asks and he nods his head, giving her a slight smile. "We can save the money you earn and we might save enough for the next few days to have enough to start our life wherever we want to go." She says and his smile turns into a grin.

"You are so much more clever than you are given credit for." He says and she places her hand on his with a smile.

"So are you." She says and they quietly eat supper together, relieved to see that things are beginning to work out well for them.

Earl comes to get their bowls when they're done and then Grace walks up to them with a slight sour look on her face, this piercing expression in her eyes.

"Second night tonight." She says and Boremont takes the coins Elizabeth had earned and hands them to Grace.

"A third night, please." He says and she counts the coins, satisfied, and nods at them.

"I like when people pay ahead." She says and walks off, back into the kitchen. Elizabeth smiles at Boremont and they decide to relax for the rest of the evening, as Moldiss Darton becomes the city of legend at night.

Elizabeth lays her head on Boremont's bare chest, satisfied that they were finally able to have a night where they weren't too exhausted or worried to make love. It was amazing and it makes them feel like they will be together forever, no matter what happens.

"Do you miss Mourn?" Boremont asks her, his arm around her, resting in the curve of her waist as his other arm is under his head. Elizabeth glances up at him, wondering if he's asking because he thinks she misses her family or if he's missing his life as a Knight. He mentioned a while back that he didn't do much, life seemed simple as a Knight in the Kingdom. Maybe he misses not having to worry about working and paying, barely making a profit to live on.

"It depends." She replies and she listens to his heartbeat as she continues. "I miss the simplicity, although I now realize that to be quite a bore. I miss the people that do not look at me and wonder if I am a woman who offers herself as a service. I miss not having a home of my own, although I know we will one day." She adds and feels the steady rhythm of his heartbeat and his breathing.

"I do as well." He replies, but she senses there's more he isn't telling her.

"Are you regretting all of this?" She asks and he lifts his head. She meets his eyes and he seems slightly horrified.

"No, never." He quickly replies and she gives him a slight smile. "I mean only that neither of us knows what it is to work in order to live." He adds and her smile remains.

"We are doing quite well, I think." She says and his lips twitch, as if trying to smile, but something holds him back. "No one said it would be easy." She adds and then he gives her a slight smile.

"I love you immensely." He says and she pushes herself up to kiss him, a passionate kiss that makes her wonder if they have enough energy to make love again.

The next day, Elizabeth and Boremont continued working and meeting back at the inn for their meals. They'd talk about their morning and then their day, sitting down for supper. He was working more as an apprentice to the blacksmith Telvar, and she was helping Melinda selling more dresses by wearing what there was to sell. They had made more money, able to give Grace enough for a fourth night, seeing as how she liked being paid a day in advance.

They were able to see what happens when someone does pay Grace; she gets Earl to throw him out.

The guy, evidently angry, tries to attack Earl and Grace, but Boremont and Elizabeth stand, throwing the man off guard. Then, to his surprise, everyone else stands.

"You better get out now." Grace tells him as Earl balls his hands into fists. The man looks at Elizabeth and Boremont, then leaves the inn, cursing outside, then his voice fades as he walks away. "I like to be paid, people." Grace says and returns to the kitchen, everyone returning to their seats.

Boremont and Elizabeth exchange glances, both wanting to relax in their room for the evening. He extends his hand and she takes it with a slight smile.

As they make their way to the rooms in the back, Elizabeth notices a group of men staring at her, unnervingly. She narrows her eyes at them.

"Is there a problem?" She asks them and Boremont stops, immediately putting a protective arm around her, glaring at the men.

"There is about to be one of you do not stop staring at my wife." Boremont says and one of the men stand, raising his hands as if to surrender.

"We do not wish to offend." He says and some of the men move down the bench, freeing two chairs. "Please, join us." He says and gestures to the chairs that are apparently for Elizabeth and Boremont.

"Why?" Boremont asks them.

"We would like to make your acquaintances." He says and looks at Elizabeth in particular. "My Lady." He adds and they both stare at him with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Boremont places himself mostly in front of her, making the men smile. "When we saw you a moment ago, we were certain you are the Princess of Mourn, the Princess Elizabeth." He adds and Boremont's jaw clenches, this intense stare in his eyes.

"You think you would earn money by bringing me to Mourn?" Elizabeth asks and the man looks at her with confusion. "The last group of men that thought that were beaten. Badly." She adds, her tone of voice suggesting she was as guarded as Boremont.

"No, we do not intend to do such a thing. We were simply curious to know if it is really you." He says and when they say nothing, he nods and sits down. "We have heard the Princess escaped the palace. The King suspects she has gone with her brothers on a quest." He says and Boremont begins to move away from them, when he gets up, putting his hands up once again. "Please, we would be honoured if you would sit with us for a moment." He says and watches as Boremont and Elizabeth exchange glances.

"Why?" Boremont finally asks, curious to know why they are so interested.

"We have heard of the strange occurrence that took place some nights ago, that it was Prince Fabious and Prince Thadeous that have stopped an evil wizard by the name of Leezar." He replies, not helping to convince Boremont that they should stay. "And you have just said that the Princess if your wife, thus picking our interest." He concludes and Elizabeth steps aside a little.

"You wish to hear our story, is that it?" She asks and the men nod their heads.

"If you are willing." The leader of the group asks, since he has been the one talking the whole time.

"No." Boremont quickly replies.

"We will keep quiet, my Lady." The man says and the others nod their heads, to reassure Elizabeth that they don't mean any harm. Although, she finds it strange that they want to hear all about the moment she left the palace to this very moment.

The men take their hesitance as a sign that they aren't completely ready to trust them.

"Please." The man says and Elizabeth places her hand on Boremont's arm. She takes a seat and Boremont remains standing beside her for a moment, but then sits next to her, his eyes suspiciously on the men.

"First, who are you?" She asks the men.

"I am Galhagar." Says the man that spoke the whole time. "These are my comrades." He says and they introduce themselves.

"That's nice and all, but it does not answer my question." Elizabeth says and Galhagar grins.

"We are men for hire." He replies and she scrunched her face with confusion, until Boremont leans into her.

"Hired to do malicious things." He whispers and her eyes widen. Boremont's body language hints that he's ready to get up and protect her, but Galhagar raises a hand, as if to stop them in their thoughts.

"Hired to steal, mostly these days. In the past, when we were young and naive, we killed for money, but we learnt that money is tainted." He says and Elizabeth doesn't look impressed.

"Money earned doing whatever you do is tainted." She says and he nods.

"Which is why we wish to find a new line of work." He says and she frowns at them.

"Such as?" She asks with suspicion.

"We continue to look." Galhagar replies and stares as Boremont and Elizabeth watch them, silently deciding not to trust them. "Perhaps we could help each other." He says and she arches an eyebrow at him.

"How? We pay you for protection? Secrecy?" Elizabeth asks.

"No." Boremont adds and she agrees with him.

"Of course not." Galhagar replies. "We know of a small village a few days from here where an old couple have a farm, no children. They might very well pass down their farm to a young couple, if they work for their keep." He says and Elizabeth looks confused while Boremont doesn't seem to believe them.

"Are you promising us a future out of here?" She asks, doubtful. "And if this happens to be true, are you guaranteeing us of this promise? And if all works out, what do you stand to gain?" She adds and then both her and Boremont stare at them with hard eyes.

"Perhaps work to earn our keep. Get out of our business. Make sure your brothers cannot find you." Galhagar says, rendering Elizabeth speechless, but her eyes reveal her lack of trust.

"Are you trying to threaten me?" She asks and he's quick to deny.

"No, my Lady." He says and they stare at each other, until Boremont raises a good point. "A Princess married to a Knight, staying in Moldiss Darton, I assume your brothers will want to find you." He adds and she stares at him as if to simply intimidate him.

"You wanted us to tell you our story, but it would seem as if you already know a great deal." He says, watching them suspiciously.

"Some, not all." Galhagar corrects and they fall silent. "What happened on the quest?" He asks and the men watch Elizabeth and Boremont as they remain silent.

"We divulge information, risk you knowing the truth, and you promise us a dream?" Boremont asks, his stare intense on Galhagar. "I think not." He adds, his tone of voice warning them.

"No, we promise loyalty." He replies and Elizabeth glances at Boremont, still finding it strange but a little more willing to talk. He glances at her, hesitating, but doesn't bother advising her to do the opposite.

"Why?" She asks and Galhagar smiles.

"Perhaps we want to know the Princess that has broken all expectations of a Princess, who creates her own journey." He says and the men look at her with admiration. Boremont's stare on them relaxes, as if leaving it up to Elizabeth to decide how to handle this.

"Yes, my brothers were on the quest to defeat Leezar, as he had taken back a young woman named Belladonna. Fabious was going to marry her." Elizabeth begins, the men listening attentively. "I slipped out of the palace, determined to join my brothers." She says and one tries to politely interrupt with a question.

"You refused all your suitors?" He asks and she smiles, nodding.

"My escape was not to avoid more suitors, but to be more than a daughter to marry off." She answers, continuing with the story. "My brothers were not certain that having me along was a good idea, but Boremont support me for what I thought was with good intentions." She says and the men seem confused.

"They later discover that the Knights Elite have betrayed them." Boremont says so matter-of-factory that they stare at him, unsure if he's serious.

"My brothers and I escaped, but Boremont was quickly catching up to us." Elizabeth adds, letting them know that what Boremont said was true. "My brothers were not going to get away without something to distract Boremont, thus I allowed him to capture me." She says and Boremont lets out a slight sigh, as if surprised.

"I thought it odd that Fabious did not let you jump first." Boremont says, staring at her with a slight grin.

"Yes, because what the Wise Wizard had told me echoed in my mind." Elizabeth said, not having to repeat it because Boremont was there. He nods his head, knowing that's what it was.

"Is he not that little pervert?" One of the men ask and Elizabeth nods her head.

"He told me that I would sacrifice most of all and I thought that meant that I would allow Boremont to keep me as a captive. So, I was in his possession, until I tried to escape. I ran, he caught up to me, captured me again and told me that I would love him, in the end." Elizabeth says and Boremont smiles, remembering her tripping over the tree root that poked out of the ground, how she played the hurt victim, only to kick him. She was very clever.

"Why?" One of the men ask and Boremont nearly glares at him.

"Because I loved her. Always have. She is the most beautiful and when she would refuse her suitors, I allowed myself to think it was because she wanted me." He says and Elizabeth stares at him, having never heard this before. "When Fabious began treating me like a servant rather than his best friend, I wanted to abandon my role as a Knight. When Fabious chose Thadeous to be his best man at his wedding, I was enraged enough to betray him. And I did." Boremont adds and Elizabeth sees that the anger is still there, maybe not as strongly, but it lingers and she understands completely. "I then decided that the freedom of betraying the kingdom would allow me to be with Elizabeth. Why deny myself of this love for her after what Fabious has done to me. Before the betrayal was revealed, she was falling for me, thus I knew she would regardless of my betrayal." He concludes and they look at her as if surprised.

"You were very confident, but you were worried at a time." Elizabeth says and his lips twitch, telling her she's right. "I did not want to love you, at first, but my heart could not stop loving him." She adds, her hand on Boremont's. "The four days and the four nights getting to Moldiss Darton were difficult, but it helped me decide what I wanted." She says and glances at Boremont with a slight smile.

"Difficult for the both of us." Boremont says. "The third night, I had to clear my mind through a walk, indeed worried and frustrated." He adds and she remembers, listening to him now so she can learn what he was doing while she was planning her escape. "I had to think about what mattered most to me; making Fabious suffer or marrying you in Moldiss Darton. However, I did not know if you would marry me if I had asked." He concludes and the men watch her, wanting to hear what had happened.

She didn't know he was thinking of asking her. If he had, it would have been very difficult for her to answer.

"The Knights were talking about your plans for me once in Moldiss Darton. They frightened me with what they thought you would do, thus explaining why I escaped during the night. And yes, because I wanted you to think of what mattered most to you." She says and it seems like Elizabeth and Boremont are forgetting the fact that these men are listening to them. "I had to warn my brothers, in case the Knights were right." She says and Boremont frowns with confusion. "They thought you would kill my brothers and force me to watch." She says and he stares at her, as if in pain that she would believe that, so she quickly adds to her sentence. "I knew you would never, but struck with uncertainty, I began to fear that I was wrong about everything." She says and he relaxes, happy to hear that she knew he wasn't that kind of man. "Once in Moldiss Darton, I spoke with Thadeous, but you were there just as I found Fabious. I was a little frightened when you dragged me away." Elizabeth says and the men look at Boremont to fill in the rest.

"I thought the only way to marry you was to force you." He says and his lips twitch. "You surprised me with your proposal." He says and they stare at each other, sort of forgetting the men. Elizabeth glances at them.

"I asked that he not intervene if my brothers are going to defeat Leezar, if he promises me that, I would marry him. My heart had decided to love him regardless of what my mind tried to tell me." She says and the men seem surprised, like they never would expect that of a Princess kept captive; fall in love with her captor. "I was surprised that Boremont wanted to marry me. Pleased, actually." She concludes, smiling at him.

"He betrayed your brothers and you loved him still?" One of the men ask, not to be rude, but just to show his surprise. Both Elizabeth and Boremont look at him with a bit of a sharp expression in their eyes.

"Before Leezar took Belladonna, Boremont showed interest in me. When I joined my brothers in the quest, Boremont and I spent much time together. After the betrayal, we spent even more time together. Believe me, it was difficult, but for once, I was going to take what I wanted." She says and the men sort of look at the their table, as if imagining that Elizabeth and Boremont were intimate during that time, which is sort of true, but not to the extent they're probably thinking. "Yes, I loved him still. He was hurt and searching for someone to love him. He wanted me to love him and I wanted to know if he loved me so much that he would be willing to let go of his anger and hurt." She adds and glances at Boremont to see his lips twitch. "He does." She concludes and, once again, they're silent.

"Tell us about Leezar." one of the men ask.

"We had captured Fabious and made our way to Leezar. Once her brother woke up, the news of our wedding caused a drift between brother and sister." Boremont says, surprising Elizabeth that he's a little more talkative with these men. "I had promised Elizabeth that Leezar will not have her, that no man would hurt her." He adds and Elizabeth cuts in to make it a little clearer for the men.

"At the wedding, Leezar wanted Belladonna, but he also wanted me. Since then, Boremont made me an oath to protect me. One of the men had attacked me one night and he beat the man, punished him until we arrived at Leezar's." Elizabeth says, revealing how flattered she is that Boremont was so protective. He glances at her with a slight grin.

"We had spent the night together, letting her brothers defeat Leezar with the Blade of Unicorn." Boremont says and the men pay close attention, obviously wanting to hear the details of the fight. "We watched as Fabious pierced through Leezar with the Blade of Unicorn, as Thadeous had freed Belladonna. We quickly left when they destroyed Leezar." Boremont adds, not going on with the details.

"I was worried. Boremont was certain my family will not accept our marriage and Fabious might be slightly more forgiving, but I will not take the chance." Elizabeth says and the men nod, knowing that after leaving Leezar's palace, they returned to Moldiss Darton, now trying to earn money.

She looks at Galhagar and his men and has a defiant expression in her eyes.

"I would not return to Mourn. My father is no doubt angry and Fabious probably wishes to terminate our marriage, even if Boremont had told him that he truly loves me." She says and the men look at her, yet again with admiration.

"You have my word that we will be loyal friends to you." Galhagar says and the men raise their cups at Elizabeth and Boremont. "To the couple who defy duty and birthright to follow their hearts." He says and Elizabeth glances at Boremont who doesn't seem to trust the men completely, but seems a little more inclined to believe them.

They go to relax in their room, having made some friends. Oddly. They remain silent until they crawl into bed.

"It is quite strange." Boremont says softly to her and she smiles.

"It is, but do you think they are genuine?" Elizabeth asks, curling up to him, her head on his shoulder.

"They seem to admire you very much." He replies, his arm wrapping around her. He traces the knuckles of her fingers of her hand that rests on his chest. "Not surprising." He adds as she presses her face into his neck.

"I would think they admire you as well, Boremont. A man who bravely fought against duty for the woman he loves." She says and she knows he's not certain about it, as he remains silent. "I think they admire how protective you are of me." She adds and he snorts a small laugh.

"Are you certain that is not you?" He asks and she smiles, lifting her head up to kiss his cheek.

"Yes." She replies softly.

"I thought that made me a jealous and possessive man." He says, making her smile. Elizabeth rests her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes.

"I was flattered nonetheless. It was very attractive." She replies and hears Boremont let out this sigh, as if it pleases him to hear that. "I had never been so attracted to someone, someone so strong and brave." She adds and he laughs.

"I say you are stroking my ego." Boremont replies, taking that deep breath that hints that he is ready for sleep.

"A little reminder." She adds and they're both ready to sleep, but those men still bother her. "Do you believe those men want to help us? That there really is a farm that one day could be ours?" Elizabeth asks and listens to his silence, about to check if he's sleeping.

"I do not think they would lie to you, but I would have to see it to believe it." Boremont replies, giving her hand a tender tap, as if telling her to get to sleep.

"I feel the same." She says and allows herself to drift off into sleep.

The next day, Elizabeth and Boremont got up for breakfast and they were joined by Galhagar and his men. They were still friendly and promising. It made for some good company, to be honest.

After eating breakfast with them, they wished Elizabeth and Boremont a good day as well as a promise to see them around.

Eizabeth and Boremont continued working, earning money, only this time their new friends were around. As promised, which was frightening to some degree. Some of the men were nearby to keep an eye on Elizabeth. She found them to be ridiculous, until some drunk men wanted to see what was under her dress. Melinda tried to beat them with a broom, but they pushed her back. Those creeps were dragged away and beaten, surprisingly by Galhagar's men. It seemed obvious at that point that they were simply there to make sure she was safe.

Because they admired her so, from what Boremont had said.

When she got back to the inn for lunch, surprisingly not being followed by her guardians, she learnt that they also made sure Boremont got more work, which meant that he earned more money. Elizabeth was beginning to think these men really meant their loyalty and it still surprised her. It shouldn't have surprised her. She should have realized that this was the beginning of something great, but she was filled with doubt that she could not shake off.

The day continued much like that and at supper, she could see Boremont trusting Galhagar more, which should have been her sign that she could trust him as well. It just seemed a little too good to be true. Especially the dream of having a farm that could well be theirs one day.

Boremont locks the door of their room and looks at Elizabeth, knowing she has been quiet all evening because she's still uncertain of Galhagar and his men. She usually smiles and has an optimistic spirit, but he hasn't seen that nearly all day.

"I simply need a couple more days to learn all there is to be a blacksmith and then we should have well enough money." Boremont says and Elizabeth nods her head

"Melinda will be leaving after tomorrow." She says and Boremont watches her, waiting for her to tell him what she's thinking. "I assume Galhagar will take us to this farm after we are done here." She says and he closes the distance between them, his arms wrapping around her.

"We can see. If there is nothing for us, Galhagar said there is a town nearby the farm where we could build our own home. The town does not seem friendly to strangers, but it desperately needs to grow. They are in need of nearly every profession under the sun." Boremont says and it seems like a bright future for them, but it still sounds too good for Elizabeth to believe. "We need to see for ourselves." He concludes and she agrees to that. "How was your day?" He asks as if to get Elizabeth to relax.

"Making women feel beautiful, making Melinda money, making Galhagar's men compliment the women so they feel beautiful and make Melinda more money." She replies and he stares at her with some concern. "What?" She asks with a frown.

"You do not sound happy." He says and she sighs, resting her head on his shoulder, letting him embrace her. Her way of telling him that she needs his comfort.

"I want a good future for us and I fear that Galhagar might have given us false hope. Everything sounds too good to be true." She says and feels Boremont rubbing her back.

"We shall see." He says and they relax for the night, talking.

Boremont makes it his goal for the night to make her laugh and smile, as he worries about her. He wants to make her happy and he wants to do all that he can to make sure Galhagar's words are true, even if he has to offer all the money they have to buy that dream. For her, he'll do anything.