Today would mark the first day that Azelma had every truly spent the night with anyone. Her occupation didn't call for rest and relaxation with the man who was paying for her. That would have only happened if he had specifically asked for it, and no one ever had. Why would you want to sleep the night with some paid for whore curled around you, pretending you actually care about each other?

Grantaire may have paid for the pleasure of being with her, this time, but it didn't feel like an obligation. It felt as close to making love with someone as she ever thought she'd be. But now, for two days, one of them had to come up with something for them to do that didn't consist of lying around in bed. They didn't exactly have enough in common which they knew of, to make those two days less awkward.

But despite the cost that he spent and the stupidity of them all, she'd never been given two days off in the whole of her life. She'd taken her own days off and paid the price. Now, Grantaire played the part of a knight in shining armour, who had won the poor maid-no damsel, a few days of relaxation.

"Good morning." Grantaire murmured, pressing a sleepy kiss against her shoulder. Azelma smiled, giving him a peck to the lips. "I much prefer today."

"Why?" Azelma questioned, sitting up on one elbow.

"You're not telling me to not speak or making me leave directly after we were together." Grantaire nuzzled his nose against her neck. "You have no idea what that did to my ego."

"It probably bounced right off the shield around your ego." Quipped, rolling over and graciously stretching out before him, letting the covers slide down to her waist. "It would appear that your ego is still intact. However, a few nights ago I remember a man I brought up to my room and then found him so drunk that he'd passed out. Sure showed me how, appealing, I was."

"You are very appealing, Azelma." Grantaire growled, pouncing on top of her. "And since we have two days together, I plan to show you just how-"

Azelma pressed her finger to his lips, "Hush. I don't want to spend my only free days cooped up in my bedroom, making l-"

"Making love?" He flashed a cocky smile as he kissed the tip of her nose.

"Well, what else is this?" Azelma asked, waiting to see if he had a better answer. "Exactly. We're not exactly screwing, or rutting, or any other word that comes to mind. At least from my standpoint that's what this is."

Grantaire's smirk softened into a genuine smile, "That is exactly what this is."

"It might be making love, but I'd rather not spend two days in bed with you, dear. Sorry, but I'm free and I want to do something."

"And do something we shall do!" Grantaire rolled off of the bed quickly, gathering his clothes that were strewn around the room. "Where do you want to go?"

"I should like to see the sea." Azelma asked, moving across the room to find the dress that her sister had given her.

"That's a two day journey."

"Then we go. Two days up, a day there, and two days back."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm terrible at math. But, that would be a week, five days. You have two days."

"I want to see the sea, Grantaire. Please, let's just leave now."

"Why do you want to see the sea so bad?"

"I've never seen the sea. Or even had the chance to see the sea." Azelma gave him a dreamy smile. "I'll deal with my father when we get back."

"What will he do to you?" Grantaire asked, looking up from pulling his shoes on.

"Hit me. But he hits me even if I don't do anything." Azelma replied, "Let's just take a coach and ride to the sea."

"The coach will cost too much. I hope you don't mind but let's take my horse."

"Alright." Azelma beamed, "To the sea!"

Grantaire laughed and pressed his lips against hers.

~o~

"I can't ride any longer," Grantaire leaned against a tree, watching as Azelma held the reins as the horse drank from the stream. "We're in Rouen, we're over half way to the coast. God, I could use a drink right now."

"I am your five hundred drink." Azelma laughed, watching the drunkard sinking down to the ground. "Seeing as you spent that much on me, I guess you don't have any to spend for a night in an inn?"

"No. Tie up Whiskey and come over here."

Azelma led the horse away from the water, finding a suitable tree branch to tie the horse to. "I'm guessing this wasn't exactly what you expected for these two days was it?"

"Not at all. I am both sore and tired and not drunk." Grantaire motioned for her to sit down. Azelma rested her cheek against his chest. "I also didn't expect to be sleeping beneath a full moon sky, against a tree."

"It could be worse."

"How so?"

"You could be alone." Azelma gave him a cheeky smile.

"True." Grantaire replied capturing her lips. "We should be at the sea by noon tomorrow."

"Are leaving at daybreak?"

"We can leave earlier than that if I regain feeling in my legs."

Azelma snorted, "You're not asking me for help with that are you?"

"Are you offering?"

"No. I'm tired." Azelma yawned, burrowing her face deeper into his shirt. "Wake me up when it's time to go."

"Or I could throw you over the back of the horse and pretend you are my prisoner." Grantaire pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

"Romantic."

~o~

"Rise and shine."

"It's still dark."

Grantaire tugged on her arms, "Come on, you're the one who wanted to see the sea."

"I'd like to see sleep too." Azelma groveled as she followed Grantaire towards the horse groggily.

"We could turn back now."

"No!" Azelma gasped, shaking her head desperately. "Never. I want to go to the sea, Grantaire. I want to see something that I might never have the chance to see again."

"The sea is not going to go anywhere, love." Grantaire retorted, giving her a boost up on to the horse.

"But I might not have this chance again."

"It wasn't much of a chance this time. Two days is very different from five. Unless you not so secretly wanted to spend five days, one-on-one with me. Which, hun, you didn't have to make me spend five hundred on."

"Smug bastard." Azelma snapped, wrapping her arms around his torso and rest her cheek to his shoulder as the horse started to move. "You didn't have to spend it."

"I couldn't let that old rag bed you."

"Yes, yes, oh gallant Grantaire!" She teased, rolling her eyes. "You have absolutely nothing to do with me wanting to see the sea. However, it is a slight perk that I get to spend five days with a halfway decent man. But honestly, it's a stretch to call you that."

"Mhm." Grantaire agreed mockingly, spurring the horse along. "I better get half a dozen gems in my crown in heaven."

"Shame, I was contemplating thanking you well on earth. But if your hopes are set on heavenly treasures, I wouldn't want to ruin your Godly goals."

"To the wayside with the gems and the crowns. I've found the source of heavenly gems, right here."

Azelma blushed, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. She didn't deserve Grantaire and he didn't deserve her. That's why they were perfect.

A/N: A/G focused chapter? Yes (: Sorry! This just… happened. Also, for those who may want to see my Ramin Karimloo pic, private message me (: