A Three Days Ride to Destiny [Aurelio]

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Aurelio Murtix"]

She stirred as she felt the sudden coldness enter under the protective furs. In the back of her mind she recognised movement near her but slumber kept her captive and Aerin rolled over. Although no longer in the depths of sleep she rested not wishing to open her eyes to the light of day. A smile crept across her face and some of the events of the night where recalled and how wonderful it was to have Aurelio so close to her. Although her red bloodied nature had wanted him and she had sensed the returned desires from him, she is impressed that he had controlled the situation.

Eventually the coming day beckoned her to wake and Aerin’s eyes opened to the warm morning light. She raised her arms above her head and stretched her body long to rid it of lingering slumber. Even though she knew Aurelio had left the bedding, she missed his presence and looked for him. Finding him dressed and perched on a log she smiled. “Good morrow Baron”, she said softly with a weary voice. She sat up and wrapped her arms around her bent legs, considering him for a while. Oh he did not look happy.

She took in a deep breath and stood up, her white night gown fell back around her legs, “I suspect you are hungry”, she said picking up the top fur to wrap around her body. She attempted a smile to try and raise his humour, but only good food and warmth will work. Aerin found her own clothes but before she left to dress, she issued a high piercing whistle. Her force senses tell her that their horses are not far and would hear her summon. She left for thicker forest to change.

By the time she returned, the horses had returned. She wasted no time preparing them for departure, reining, saddling and loading the pack horse. Once she had extinguished what was left of the fire, she mounted Blackwing. “I promise to make it up to you Aurelio”, and she would that eve.

The travelling party soon crossed the stone arched bridge and had come to the outshirts of the town only twenty minutes from their campsite. As they entered the township, Aurelio would see up head the grand Inn, one of the finest Midvinter has to offer. Aerin would not turn to him now, knowing his temper would be questioning her reason. She had hoped to offer Aurelio a night he would never forget, but maybe it had turned out for all the wrong reasons.

“Let us breakfast here”, she indicated to the Inn. She would allow this time for Aurelio but soon they would have to push on. Much is dangerous within the regions of Midvinter, not only the animals, or the weather, but they will be travelling within the borders of a Clan that are not welcoming to strangers.

 

[Aurelio Murtix]

The town was not too bad, especially compared to the wilderness, so Aurelio found himself somewhat more relaxed as they rode through the area despite the annoyed expression that always plagued him after not getting a gentleman's sleep. Eventually they reached a large inn, where the promise of breakfast was made as they headed towards the establishment. Any sort of comfort, even in a place that couldn't compare to the luxuries of his usual places, was highly welcome to the young baron and was lifting his spirit somewhat, made evident by the new spring in his step he had after getting off of his horse once they reached the inn. He tied the horse to a stand and turned to [member="Ærin Firebrand"], giving her a quick wink before swiftly making his way up the staircase and pushing through the door to cross the threshold.

"I wonder just what kind of breakfast I can expect here..." Aurelio muttered as the people inside watched him act like he owned the place, grabbing a seat and putting his feet up on another chair while raising his hand and voice, "We need some service here! Let's be quick about it!"

Aurelio took a deep breath and closed his eyes before sighing in relief, glad for the warmth of the building and the actual furniture while hoping to find himself inside of an actual bed soon. The bedfurs from last night were warm and sleeping next to Aerin was something most men could only dream of, but the baron just wanted to simply rest in a comfy bed. Whether he got that wish or not was in the hands of his guide and no matter what he would not question her judgement, especially if he knew about any possible hostilities, but for now the people around him would simply have to put up with his not-so-humble attitude.