[ She'd assumed, of course. They'd all assumed. But to hear him say it still made her uneasy. It would be her first night in a long while in a real bed — all the rooms had two in them, in an inn like this. She'd heard the innkeeper saying so. But it'd also be with him, and her chance to rid herself of him.
Did she really have the nerve to kill the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard? To kill someone who had promised her a way to her parents? She pushed down the questions. There would be no room for doubting herself from here out.
By his announcement, she could guess that their revels were at an end. Too bad. The others were nearly tolerable, without Ren around. She got to her feet. The innkeeper's girls looked at Versio as though they expected him to say something — if Ren was so bad, surely he would. Rey was a little thing, scrawny and dirty and injured.
But Versio kept his mouth shut. The storyteller at the other table has found a pause in his tale, distracted by the tension that Ren draws in with him. It's like the storm has come inside at its worst. ]
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Did she really have the nerve to kill the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard? To kill someone who had promised her a way to her parents? She pushed down the questions. There would be no room for doubting herself from here out.
By his announcement, she could guess that their revels were at an end. Too bad. The others were nearly tolerable, without Ren around. She got to her feet. The innkeeper's girls looked at Versio as though they expected him to say something — if Ren was so bad, surely he would. Rey was a little thing, scrawny and dirty and injured.
But Versio kept his mouth shut. The storyteller at the other table has found a pause in his tale, distracted by the tension that Ren draws in with him. It's like the storm has come inside at its worst. ]
Now, m'lord?