Raoul knew it wouldn't be a good idea to get drunk. But he did anyways.
It gave him a fuzzy warm feeling that he wouldn't have felt at his normal
state. It was also a distraction from his current situation.
He was torn in two. He wanted to be a man and run after Kel, to grab her and hold onto to her. Yet his duty as the Knight Commander demanded his presence at the borders where he was currently assigned to. His heart and his sense of duty sparred and clashed constantly, one never waning to the other.
He slammed his fist on the table in frustration, instantly disturbing the mugs of beer and ale from the other customers. People curiously stared at the distraught man and gave him a wide berth, unwilling to provoke the giant man into anger. He knew what he had to do.
He was torn in two. He wanted to be a man and run after Kel, to grab her and hold onto to her. Yet his duty as the Knight Commander demanded his presence at the borders where he was currently assigned to. His heart and his sense of duty sparred and clashed constantly, one never waning to the other.
He slammed his fist on the table in frustration, instantly disturbing the mugs of beer and ale from the other customers. People curiously stared at the distraught man and gave him a wide berth, unwilling to provoke the giant man into anger. He knew what he had to do.