Chapter 7
Unlike the day before, I was the first to awaken. It took me a few seconds to remember where I was and why I was in the same bed as the future ruler of Kyrria. As I slowly got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom (narrowly missing Adelio in the process) I chanced to look out the window.
The sky was overcast and gray, and there was no doubt in my mind that it would break into heavy rain within two hours.
I was upset at this weather delay. Indeed, I had no problem with traveling during a rainstorm and I was sure the two men shared my opinion, but my character would not even get near a window during a severe thunderstorm, and certainly her husband would not let her.
Annoyed as I was with the fact that we were to take longer to travel to Bast (for the wet ground would probably slow us up yet another day), I was determined to make the best of things. I could possibly work on my teacher's journal for the day.
I took a soaking bath for quite a few minutes, thinking about nothing of consequence and remembering lyrics to songs I used to sing. I emerged from the bath a good half an hour after I had submerged in it and wrapped myself in a towel. Due to my early morning stupidity, I had forgotten to bring in clothes to change into.
I emerged from the bathroom in my towel to grab some clothes and found both men awake. Adelio must have been awake longer, for he was fully dressed, but Osian was lacking a shirt. I briefly noticed that he was in considerably good condition for prince (or so I assumed).
"What! I mean why? I mean, uh," Adelio managed to string together before falling silent.
"I think what Adelio is trying to say is," Osian stated in a rather flat voice, "why on earth are you wrapped in a towel!?"
"I'm sorry," I apologized, "but I forgot to get a change of clothes. If you will permit me," my voice trailed off.
"What? Oh, but of course," Adelio said, realizing that he was standing directly in front of my bag. He handed it to me and I thanked him.
As I was shutting the door to the bathroom, I added:
"And Osian: I wouldn't be to harsh on the towel thing. I'm not the only one who is only half dressed."
To my satisfaction, I heard him utter an expletive phrase as he realized he had not put on his shirt. I was rather certain I also heard a burst of laughter from Adelio.
The two men took turns in the bathroom as we discussed what to do for the day. We all agreed that we could not leave town, and it was also obvious that I could not leave the hotel, and most probably the room, save mealtime.
We decided that it was best if we did not split up and send the men into the town, for it would draw too much attention to ourselves. We therefore decided to ask the innkeeper for another room, to keep up appearances, and spend the day there, if it was more sanitary.
We headed down to breakfast at a time that would be considered early for most, but we wanted to be finished by the time that the rush would come in. Osian went over to the innkeeper to inquire after the room, and Adelio "helped" me to the table.
After a few minutes of discussion with the innkeeper, Osian came over to us and sat down.
"Well?" I inquired.
"He says that we will get the first room available, although he is not sure if we will get one. He is afraid that the storm will keep everyone here another day."
I sighed. "Well, it's better then nothing, I suppose."
"Well, at least we are keeping up appearances, so to speak." Adelio said at the same time. We smiled at each other, for this happened quite often. At least, I gave him a smile that my character would have given. I wiped it off quickly.
"Gentlemen, we have a problem!" I whispered.
"What is it?" Osian said, turning his head.
"Don't turn your head!" I commanded. He looked back at me. I attempted to look feeble and talk powerfully at the same time, so as to inform them of the severity of the situation. It was a rather pathetic attempt. "The woman who's husband we healed is here!" I said. "Most likely shopping and gossiping. I am fairly certain that she will recognize us."
"What do we do?" Adelio asked. I was glad to be in charge of this, even though I had not the slightest idea of what to do.
"Continue eating," I said. "There is nothing more inconspicuous then someone doing something completely normal."
So we continued eating. The woman stood at the desk for a good many minutes, talking to the innkeeper. Because I had had many years of training, I was able to pick up quite a bit of the conversation. I relayed the information to my "husband" and "brother."
At one point the innkeeper mentioned us;
"And you'll never believe the trouble I had yesterday with those annoying rich fellas sittin' right over there," he said pointing to us.
"He has mentioned us," I whispered.
"See, that gentleman on the right there comes stormin' in like the world's ended and demands two rooms. And I tells him that we's only got one room and that I's sorry, and then he starts off on some wild tale 'bout how he was robbed, see, and he had to walk here with his wife and her bother, see, and how he would have made reservations had they planned to stay, see, but they wasn't goin' too, see, 'cause they would have made it to their destination by nightfall, see, but now they's got to stay here, see? And so I tells him again that we's only got one room, and then his wife says it's all right and so they stays. But now they's got to stay another night, see, 'cause its rainin' and she can't walk in the rain, see?"
"I can see what you mean. She looks as if one good wind will knock her down dead!"
"She's the weakest thing I ever saw! It surprises me she even walked all the way here!"
The subject turned to someone's cows after that remark. The woman stood there for another five minutes or so before declaring that she had to get on with her shopping if she was going to make it back by nightfall, and left.
"She's gone," I said.
Both men breathed a sigh of relief and finished their breakfast, which they had been eating slowly, so they wouldn't have to sit there like fools if they finished early.
Shortly afterwards, we all went up to our rooms. As it turned out, the gentleman in the room next to ours left, so we stayed in there all day, working and reading. The new room had two beds, for which I was grateful for as I fell asleep.
*Author's Note(s): Well, I'm sorry it took me so long to update, but you should be happy to know that I have had several ideas for the next few chapters. I am not sure if I will use all of them, but it's better to have too many ideas then not enough. Please review with ideas and issues relating to the story! I am glad you like it but it would really be better if I had something to improve on (besides my spelling, but that is something that I am afraid will have to stay (and thank goodness for spell checkers!)). Thanks for reading!*
Unlike the day before, I was the first to awaken. It took me a few seconds to remember where I was and why I was in the same bed as the future ruler of Kyrria. As I slowly got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom (narrowly missing Adelio in the process) I chanced to look out the window.
The sky was overcast and gray, and there was no doubt in my mind that it would break into heavy rain within two hours.
I was upset at this weather delay. Indeed, I had no problem with traveling during a rainstorm and I was sure the two men shared my opinion, but my character would not even get near a window during a severe thunderstorm, and certainly her husband would not let her.
Annoyed as I was with the fact that we were to take longer to travel to Bast (for the wet ground would probably slow us up yet another day), I was determined to make the best of things. I could possibly work on my teacher's journal for the day.
I took a soaking bath for quite a few minutes, thinking about nothing of consequence and remembering lyrics to songs I used to sing. I emerged from the bath a good half an hour after I had submerged in it and wrapped myself in a towel. Due to my early morning stupidity, I had forgotten to bring in clothes to change into.
I emerged from the bathroom in my towel to grab some clothes and found both men awake. Adelio must have been awake longer, for he was fully dressed, but Osian was lacking a shirt. I briefly noticed that he was in considerably good condition for prince (or so I assumed).
"What! I mean why? I mean, uh," Adelio managed to string together before falling silent.
"I think what Adelio is trying to say is," Osian stated in a rather flat voice, "why on earth are you wrapped in a towel!?"
"I'm sorry," I apologized, "but I forgot to get a change of clothes. If you will permit me," my voice trailed off.
"What? Oh, but of course," Adelio said, realizing that he was standing directly in front of my bag. He handed it to me and I thanked him.
As I was shutting the door to the bathroom, I added:
"And Osian: I wouldn't be to harsh on the towel thing. I'm not the only one who is only half dressed."
To my satisfaction, I heard him utter an expletive phrase as he realized he had not put on his shirt. I was rather certain I also heard a burst of laughter from Adelio.
The two men took turns in the bathroom as we discussed what to do for the day. We all agreed that we could not leave town, and it was also obvious that I could not leave the hotel, and most probably the room, save mealtime.
We decided that it was best if we did not split up and send the men into the town, for it would draw too much attention to ourselves. We therefore decided to ask the innkeeper for another room, to keep up appearances, and spend the day there, if it was more sanitary.
We headed down to breakfast at a time that would be considered early for most, but we wanted to be finished by the time that the rush would come in. Osian went over to the innkeeper to inquire after the room, and Adelio "helped" me to the table.
After a few minutes of discussion with the innkeeper, Osian came over to us and sat down.
"Well?" I inquired.
"He says that we will get the first room available, although he is not sure if we will get one. He is afraid that the storm will keep everyone here another day."
I sighed. "Well, it's better then nothing, I suppose."
"Well, at least we are keeping up appearances, so to speak." Adelio said at the same time. We smiled at each other, for this happened quite often. At least, I gave him a smile that my character would have given. I wiped it off quickly.
"Gentlemen, we have a problem!" I whispered.
"What is it?" Osian said, turning his head.
"Don't turn your head!" I commanded. He looked back at me. I attempted to look feeble and talk powerfully at the same time, so as to inform them of the severity of the situation. It was a rather pathetic attempt. "The woman who's husband we healed is here!" I said. "Most likely shopping and gossiping. I am fairly certain that she will recognize us."
"What do we do?" Adelio asked. I was glad to be in charge of this, even though I had not the slightest idea of what to do.
"Continue eating," I said. "There is nothing more inconspicuous then someone doing something completely normal."
So we continued eating. The woman stood at the desk for a good many minutes, talking to the innkeeper. Because I had had many years of training, I was able to pick up quite a bit of the conversation. I relayed the information to my "husband" and "brother."
At one point the innkeeper mentioned us;
"And you'll never believe the trouble I had yesterday with those annoying rich fellas sittin' right over there," he said pointing to us.
"He has mentioned us," I whispered.
"See, that gentleman on the right there comes stormin' in like the world's ended and demands two rooms. And I tells him that we's only got one room and that I's sorry, and then he starts off on some wild tale 'bout how he was robbed, see, and he had to walk here with his wife and her bother, see, and how he would have made reservations had they planned to stay, see, but they wasn't goin' too, see, 'cause they would have made it to their destination by nightfall, see, but now they's got to stay here, see? And so I tells him again that we's only got one room, and then his wife says it's all right and so they stays. But now they's got to stay another night, see, 'cause its rainin' and she can't walk in the rain, see?"
"I can see what you mean. She looks as if one good wind will knock her down dead!"
"She's the weakest thing I ever saw! It surprises me she even walked all the way here!"
The subject turned to someone's cows after that remark. The woman stood there for another five minutes or so before declaring that she had to get on with her shopping if she was going to make it back by nightfall, and left.
"She's gone," I said.
Both men breathed a sigh of relief and finished their breakfast, which they had been eating slowly, so they wouldn't have to sit there like fools if they finished early.
Shortly afterwards, we all went up to our rooms. As it turned out, the gentleman in the room next to ours left, so we stayed in there all day, working and reading. The new room had two beds, for which I was grateful for as I fell asleep.
*Author's Note(s): Well, I'm sorry it took me so long to update, but you should be happy to know that I have had several ideas for the next few chapters. I am not sure if I will use all of them, but it's better to have too many ideas then not enough. Please review with ideas and issues relating to the story! I am glad you like it but it would really be better if I had something to improve on (besides my spelling, but that is something that I am afraid will have to stay (and thank goodness for spell checkers!)). Thanks for reading!*