AN: Once more a short one. Once more nothing much to say about it. Seems to be an occurring pattern recently.
Edwyn sat up, groggy, rubbing his eyes he looked around. It was early in the morning, nobody was in the guild. He stood up and stretched. He grabbed his pack, yawning, and walked over to a table, dropping his pack beside it. Rays of sunlight were barely shining through as the large orange orb rose into vision. The guild seemed so different before it filled with conversing mages. He pulled a chair out, the scraping noise of it on the wood echoing through the empty guild, and sat down. It wasn't long before the first mages came through the door, sitting down in their usual spots. Soon voices filled the room, the silent chamber before seemed like an entirely different building. Once more the heavy wooden doors opened, this time an excited raven-haired dragon slayer walked in. She quickly spotted him and walked over. Smiling brightly she asked, "You ready?" Edwyn nodded rather slowly, still not fully awake. He stood up and shouldered his pack, ready to set off. Roxanne had already begun walking towards the door, "Wait for me." he said. She just grinned saying, "Not my fault you're so slow." As they were about to leave people waved goodbye and wished them luck.
Once they reached the train Roxanne frowned, "Do we have to ride the train?" "I'd rather not walk for miles right after waking up." he said, matter-of-factly. She let out a bit off a whimper as she stepped onboard quickly making her way to a seat before the motion sickness kicked in. Edwyn sat next to the sick dragon slayer, somewhat amused, "We haven't even started moving yet." She didn't say anything, still sick, and just leaned against him. He sighed, still thinking she's over-exaggerating, and gave in letting her lay against him. "Try not to vomit on me, it's a long ride and I'd rather not be covered in puke, unable to get up, for hours." She just nodded, her head rubbing against him as she leaned. The train began moving after the last call at the station. Edwyn watched the landscape whiz by in a blur as the train began moving. Roxanne had soon fallen asleep as Edwyn enjoyed the view of the picturesque landscape going by, soon to follow suite and sleep the rest of the ride away.
The train lurched into the station, waking Edwyn and Roxanne. It was their stop. Edwyn grabbed their bags and ushered the sick dragon slayer outside. The second she stepped outside she began bursting with energy. They left the station, and stepped out into the city. They looked around, it was much more dense than Magnolia, the buildings had little, if any, space between them and they rose high above the streets, seemingly into the sky. "You hungry?" Edwyn asked Roxanne, "We can find somewhere to eat if you are." She shook her head, the sooner we get to the mansion the better. I'm still tired." Edwyn nodded and set off towards the large, overly extravagant home in the distance.
The two mages made it to the mansion, it had taken longer than they thought it would. By the time they got there the sun had fallen below the snowy peaks on the outskirts of the city, painting them a deep purple. Edwyn grabbed the massive knocker on the door and banged it, causing a large thump to echo into the distance. As he waited for an answer he studied the doors, they seemed to be two large seamless pieces of wood, it had no visible knots or splits, Edwyn couldn't think of any way to do that with wood, the doors were intricately decorated with gold and silver laced in abstract looping patterns. He looked at the patterns and realized it loosely resembled a lion's head. He was still studying the door when it swung open, a butler standing inside. "Yes?" he asked. Edwyn quickly pulled the request out of his pack, "We're from Fairy Tail, we-" The butler held up his hand, stopping Edwyn. He eyed the two mages and waved them inside, "Follow me." They walked inside, looking at the hallways, the whole house was lavishly decorated.
They turned the corner, heading inside a large office. The walls were lined with bookcases, completely filled with large books, they seemed well cared for, there was no dust anywhere on the cases or books. Behind the large mahogany desk was a tall, fat man. "Ah, are these the mages?" he blubbered out in an indescernable accent. He stared them down, his face showing no emotion, "You two seem capable," he said, satisfied, "I have guards during the day, so you two will be working at night. We only have one room available for you two, and you start tomorrow. Any questions?" He wasted no time, and what was he using all the other rooms in this home for? Edwyn decided not to question it. He and Roxanne shook their heads. "Good, good. Jameson, show them to their room." "Very good, sir." the butler said, bowing, and leading the two to their room.
"This is a nice room." Roxanne said, looking around. It was quite spacious. There was a small table off to the side with two large chairs, and a King Size bed in the middle. "So," Edwyn said looking around also, "I'm assuming you'll be taking the bed." She shook her head, "I'd prefer the chair, you can take the bed." Edwyn raised a questioning eyebrow, but pursued it no further. They talked for a bit, mostly about how they'd kill time before their shift the next night. "I'm gonna go to bed now," he said, pulling his shirt off and throwing it onto his pack, "that train ride was surprisingly exhausting for sleeping the whole way." He slipped under the covers, falling asleep quickly on the expensive, soft bed. He woke up later, the room dimly light by the moonlight shining in. He heard a quite whimpering to his left. He sat up to see Roxanne, her legs pulled up to her chest, quivering in the dark of the room. "Roxanne?" Edwyn said, getting up and putting a hand on her back, "What's wrong?" She recoiled a bit at his touch and said, her icy blue eyes staring directly into his, glistening with unshed tears, "I just had a bad nightmare. Th-the dark guild that took me long ago had found me, they woke me up and taped my mouth shut so I couldn't scream or do anything while they killed you in your sleep." Her shaking grew worse as she began crying a bit, she broke down and latched onto Edwyn, crying into his shoulder, "It seemed so real, I though I lost you." Edwyn didn't know what to do, he just held her and whispered comforting words, reassuring her that it was just a dream and not going to happen.
He waited until she stopped shaking, falling asleep in his arms, and he laid her back down into the chair. He walked back to his bed and he laid back down. Unsure of the passage of time, he stared at the ceiling unsure of when he woke up, if he ever fell asleep. He finally noticed a weight on his chest, he looked down to see Roxanne laying against him, her arm draped over his stomach. Edwyn didn't know what to do, he didn't want to move her or get up, and risk waking her. He had a conflict, part of him didn't think it was right to have her sleeping with him, but the larger majority wanted to stay there, especially when he felt her still quivering from her earlier nightmare. She looked vulnerable and he felt a strange urge to protect her. He thought back to when he heard someone say that dragon slayers, by nature tend to subconsciously end up with the person they trust and care for the most. Edwyn sighed, giving into the larger part of his mind and put his arm around her, sleeping the best he had in years.