(gharvyd) A night alone

[Pandra]

Pandra sank into her bath water. It had been a rather eventful last couple of days. Helena had come to her thankfully with a bad dream the second time around. On top of that Pandra had taken to not leaving the young ones bedroom until late into the night just in case. She's fallen asleep in the Princess's bedroom at least once in the last two days. She was tried and so very glad that she was in a warm bath. Helena was touched into bed and fast asleep. Pandra had the night to herself and she had the day off from duties when the morning came so she was going to go out and walk around and get some things she needed from market. Of course that would wait until morning. It was night and she wanted to go to the Inn just as soon as she was done cleaning herself. She winced as the soap made its way to cleansing her wound. She was upset about those days events still but they faded much like the sting of the cleanings soap.

She stood up and wrapped her bathing robe around her and walked into her room after drying herself off with a towel. She picked up a white dress and an emerald green cloak. She would slightly blend in with the night. She did her hair in a half up half down ponytail and looked at herself in the mirror. Beside her she could see a smiling Danick. She missed him greatly but after her talk with the Queen and breaking down she was feeling better and her heart was more at ease. She knew Danick would want her to be happy and that it would be alright if she loved another. He'd always be with her and she knew that. Her locket and ring hung outside of her dress tonight.

She walked towards the Inn first stopping in the stables to see who's steeds were already there. She smiled and started talking to the stable hand.

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[Gharvyd Varick]

The clip-clopping of hooves on the cobblestone path sounded deafening in the quiet night time air. The only other sound was the occasional bark of a dog at a stranger or cat mewing and screeching at what could be a dog on its trail. The horse nickered breaking the quietness even more as it continued walking through the city. The man leading the horse quietly pat the horse on its neck as he whispered into its ears to try to keep it quiet. The horse had been on its nightly run with its master, to keep in shape and to always be ready.

Gharvyd smiled at his companion as he led him towards the stables, shield slung over his shoulder and spear carried in his other hand. He never went riding without them, even it if was just to enjoy riding and spending time with his steed.

Upon reaching the stables Gharvyd saw a familiar figure talking with the stable boy. He set his spear and shield down leaning them against the wall of the stables as he tended to his horse. Removing the saddle and walking past Pandra and the stable boy, “Nice evening is it not, Milady?”[/color]

[Pandra]

Pandra had been asking the Stable Boy if he's seen Gharvyd and the boy was telling her when he had last seen the man. She was smiling and making small talk as she was sure from what the stable boy was saying the other would be back soon enough. She wasn't too sure why she was seeking out Gharvyd for her night but he was someone that she could talk too and someone she could relate too in a way. They were both not from around here and yet they choose to side with Arthur and she wondered about his life before he had come to the wall to give his services to the King.

She was not well skilled in the art of men least not yet anyways. Her first love had been taken by the Gods but she knew he'd want her happy and safe and with a warrior of sorts no one else was deserving of her. How she knew that was beyond her but after grieving properly she felt it. Every time she closed her eyes he was there coaching her and keeping her sane now. She turned around as she heard Gharvyd's voice. "Yes my kind Sir it is. How are you this evening?" She walked over to help him tend to his horse and the stable boy watched.