Pesta

Alice opened her eyes and found she was holding Blair against herself, she looked at the girl's face, still sound asleep she seemed at least calm and peaceful.

The other beds where the men slept were vacant so she slowly got out and dressed in her gear. She took one last glance at Blair then left her to sleep.

Downstairs she found the three drinking already making her laugh "Isn't it a bit early?"

"Actually we were up all night!" Fenrir said holding his mug up now filled with mead.

"All night!?" She asked sitting down with them.

"Yes, it seems sleep is not yet necessary, we have technically been asleep..." Fenrir wanted to continue but Alice elbowed him in his side making him heave, the innkeeper sat at his desk writing at something.

"Oh, I forgot..." He smiled.

"Nothing, no speak of any of it, got it?"

"Yes, then there leaves only one other conversation open!" Fenrir said loudly.

"And that is?" Alice asked.