Night Before Training.

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I walk back to my quarters, each step on soft fresh rained feathered snow. The air still lingered with winter’s breath. I needed to get her to a better place for her to rest. I walk towards the back left corner of the keep, past the blood stained snow of my recent assassination attempt, to a tall stone tower. I open door a large wooden door, to take what felt like the heaviest steps up miles of stairs. To a white gated room with a large bed a giant rug with a wine stained symbol of Auril sigil's. I lay her down and tucked her in for the night. I take my torn Pack Leader's cloak off and hang it on the wall next to my other one before laying beside her.

“Damn Nora, what have you gotten me into? I would have never done something so reckless as take down a head priest to protect a random common child if it was none of my business. That's definitely something you would’ve done.” I close my eyes and smile with a take deep breath.

“Goodnight, Knight Commander Shanks.” The tiniest voices beside me whispers in her sleep before letting out a tiny snore. I pull her close to me and lay her head on my chest to keep her warm, she snuggles up against me.

“Goodnight Jessie.”