To the Village (1)

I opened my eyes.

I rose from bed with a groggy look on my face.

“...”

Right beside me, the Hero was looking at me, seeming not to have slept much, perhaps because of what had happened yesterday.

Despite looking unwell himself, he smiled and asked whether I'd slept well.

He didn't really need to ask me that.

He was needlessly kind to a fault.

I sighed.

I had no idea how many times I'd ended up sharing a bed with a man who had never been part of my fate, all to save a little money.

Still, maybe I should count myself lucky; as the Hero had promised, nothing much had happened during the night...