"NO...way!! That's-that's-" He saw THAT woman, again! She had put together the two single beds and was plopped diagonally on them. This showed the pamperment of her childhood. Furthermore, she was also part of the people who invaded Forcena! And he had to share a room with her?! Duran could not believe his luck.

On the bed(s) was Angela.

This really popped a vein in Duran's forehead. He flicked on the lights and stabbed the floor with his sword in his anger, only meaning to set it down. The princess of Altena woke immediately in a start. She screeched,
"PERRRRVEEEEEERT!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Duran finally got his broadsword to stay upright in the ground.
"YOU THINK THIS WAS MY FAULT?! DAMN THAT BASTARD INNKEEPER!" Angela grabbed her sheets.
"GET OUT OF THIS ROOM!"
"IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR GETTING A DOUBLE!" Duran shouted back, silently cursing Lise.

"What is that _racket_ he's making for?" Lise turned under her sheets.
"Sounds....is Angela." Kevin stated. Lise's eyes widened at this coincidence, then relaxed again.
"It's what he deserves." Lise muttered.
"But I thinks...you like him." Lise jumped up at this statement, a little more than she herself expected to.
"What makes you think that? That over-his-head knight?!"
"Knight for King Richard." Was the half beastman's reply. "You... is amazon princess. Both you have pride. Must have pride. Why you only..mean to him? Pride." Lise made out another feeling in Kevin's voice, but she couldn't understand what it was. She didn't bother, either, because the truth of this statement dawned on her. Hadn't she always disliked it when he kept dragging out the argument? Hadn't she always disliked that last word attitude? But hadn't she kept the arguments too? Didn't she always want the last word and they both matched until Kevin broke it up?
"...sorry." She whispered underneath the racket of Angela throwing things at Duran in the other room. Amazingly, Kevin still heard her(must be wolf genes) and replied,
"No need be sorry." Despite the screams and shouts in the other room, Lise of Rolante slowly drifted to sleep. Her mind flashed one more word to her, and she smiled.
'...Kevin...'

"Zzzz..zzz..." Angela was fast asleep. Finally, in Duran's opinion. It took him awhile to persuade Angela to only take one bed, the other which he dragged to the other side of the room.
"Zz...cold, nnnn..." The girl mumbled in her sheets. Duran looked over, and saw that her sheets had slipped off the bed, and the very last corner had thumped softly to the ground. He flushed, and threw his sheets back, getting into the bed.
'Dammit, why does she sleep nude...it's her own fault, dammit' He gripped his burning face with his hands. 'Dammit dammit dammit dammit dammit...'
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU BASTARD KOREN!!" Duran jumped and saw the woman clawing the air, tossing. His face went ' O_O;; '. "...you made her cold...I'm cold..." She hugged herself, shivering in both dream and reality.

Now, Duran felt a Catch-22 crawling up his back. Since he hated a distressed woman, yet hated Angela as a person, and needed sleep, there were two things he could do. One, walk up to the naked girl and put the sheets back on so she'd quiet, or two leave her writhing like that. If he didn't cover her, she would wake up in the morning, thinking he did something while she was asleep. On the other hand, if he went over, he'd comfort that goddamned woman, OR she could wake up and REALLY think he was trying to do something.
'Damn my life! Damn my life!' He thought repeatedly to himself. He turned towards the wall, and went 'O__O'. There was a huge hole in the wall, and Kevin had stuck his face in it. Duran jumped back and fell off his bed, making a huge CLUNK CLANK, yet didn't disturb Angela's sleep, since she was shouting to herself anyways.
"Hi, Duran!" He said cheerfully, seemingly talking to Duran's legs, the only part left he could see. Duran's legs twitched.
"Y-you! That hole-!" Duran came back up, not knowing what to say. Kevin blinked.
"Oh, I made it. Chew. This were oak. Bad. I live off wood....sometime at home...when I got lost." He replied. Duran omitted to tell him the fact that that kind of behavior isn't exactly typical, and doesn't really show good eating habits.
"Uh, anyway Kevin, could you cover that bi-er, Angela with her sheets? I mean, she's ranting about how cold she is in her sleep." Kevin looked over, and shook his head.
"Last time she..fall on me...we fell off cliff...then she say 'Pervert' and hit me." He replied, making a face when he recalled those memories. Duran stared at him, stupified with disbelief and the fact that Angela could be such an idiot. Most people no hit Kevin...agh, now he's talking like Kevin.

"Why'd you make the hole, anyways, Kevin?" Duran inquired.
"I don't...want to go this trip." Kevin looked down, his face fallen. "I...no want to meet Beast King right now. I...no prepared." Duran sighed.
"Listen, Kevin, you're coming whether you LIKE IT OR NOT. You HAVE to. How else will we get the faerie back and Karl's revenge?" He pointed out.
"Angela." Was the short, simple, yet ENRAGING reply.
"WHAT?! NO! NO. WAY! You're ALL insane, but she's THE MOST!!" Duran more or less roared.
"She know magic." Kevin pointed out meekly.
"No she doesn't! That's why she got kicked out of Altena in the first place!"
"She do now."
"How do you know?!"
"I saw her in Snowfield using magic. She actually very nice."
"WHAT? WHEN WAS THIS?"
"While you two eat in Elrand. After we...fall off cliff." Kevin's face twisted again. Duran sighed, thinking 'Kevin is hopeless' over and over again, making variations sometimes too. After a moment's pause, Duran now emphasized his words sharply, grasping the 15 year old's shoulders.
"No. Way. I'm not leaving the only other guy here with strength and, uh," Duran forced out the half lie. "sense in this city, who's been ranting about getting his best friend's revenge ever since it-er-he was murdered. Kevin, we CAN try to recruit Angela, but you, YOU are definitely coming!" This seemed to more or less brighten Kevin's face, and after a moment he agreed, and retreated back to his bed.

During the entire talk, Angela was sleeptalking, and Duran had finally reached a decision. He walked over toward her, covering his eyes with one hand. He hit the wall.
"Ow!!" He peeked one eye, and saw he missed the sheets by a foot. The Forcenan fighter grabbed the sheets and with one 'swoosh', covered Angela. The princess immediately fumbled for a hold on the sheets, at last grasping them.
"Mmnnmm...warm..." She murmured. Looking at her, Duran had to smile, even if just a little bit.
'Who knew the owner of such a face could turn out to be such a loudmouthed brat...' He more or else chuckled, walking to his bed, and a part of his mind was absolutely speechlessly surprised at this display. The fighter of Forcena and son of Loki, had chuckled. Just by looking at the face of the princess of Altena.
"...Duran.. ... ..." Came a soft mumble. Duran turned around. Did he heard what he thought he heard? He walked back next to Angela. "For Altena...I am sorry...don't go..." Duran, wide-eyed, stood over her.

And then she woke up.

"KYAAAAA~~~!! PERRRVEEEERRRT~~~~~!!" Angela looked at Duran, who had fallen back to the floor in surprise. "Y-YOU!! I KNEEEEW YOU WOULD DO SOMETHING! PERV!!" Duran twitched. This was going to be a long night.