☼ѕ υ и ❂ ѕ ρ є α я☼ [OPEN]

[CrimsonMoon]

Enzio chuckles a bit and murmurs," I can hear how tired you are... Hell, why don't you spend the night here? No one enters my tent any way unless i call for them

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"You've already done so much for us," Clea shook her head, looking down at her wine, "I'm sure you have more important things to do than house two runaway slaves."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Aye, i have a whole box full of lives that are nothing mlre then statistics," He comments dryly, his hair falling in front of his eyes rather attractively," But You seem to know how to take care of yourselves... Should i have reason to worry?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Clea shook her head, pausing for a moment, "I wouldn't cause any trouble so long as we're left alone. Though if our lives were threatened in any way, I can't say that I would stand by idly." She crossed her arms just below her bust, "I am capable of taking care of myself and Dakarai."

[CrimsonMoon]

He raises his eyebrows, a small smile touching his lips," Oh? So then i won't have to worry about you," he nods and leans back again

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Clea finished the wine and sat down, running her fingers through her hair. She also needed to bathe, which was something she could wait for, but it still made her feel gross. She and Dakarai had been traveling for a few days on foot and it hadn't rained, so they had little to no access to water. She was used to limited access to water, since slaves never got to bathe every day where she had worked.

Dakarai picked up a bunch of grapes and walked over to Enzio, holding them out with a smile. Clea watched him and her lips curved into a smile.

[CrimsonMoon]

Enzio smiles and holds his hands out," Thank you," he murmurs softly. For a merciless general, he was a pretty mellow guy

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Dakarai placed the grapes in his hands and nodded, looking pleased.

"You're the first person he's warmed up to so fast," Clea murmured, bringing her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, "He's usually very shy."

[CrimsonMoon]

Enzio smiles and pops a grape into his mouth before offering one back to Darky(can i nickname him that?)," Oh? It must be my winning personality," He chuckles

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

[Lol, yes xD]

Clea rolled her eyes and muttered, "Yes, that must be it. It's probably because you helped us and he isn't used to that."

Dakarai smiled and pulled a grape off, popping one in his mouth the way Enzio had.

[CrimsonMoon]

He smiles a bit," I you go to Dorne, you will notice there are no Homeless people. People are generous and often give food and shelter for work in return... It keeps everyone happy..."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Is that where you are from? Dorne?" Clea asked, leaning her chin on her knees.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yep... In fact, i'm the heir," He muses and closes his eyes, his head rolling back and he sighs dramatically but chuckles

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

She raised her eyebrows, only mildly surprised, "So, like some sort of prince?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" As in future King, all I gotta do now is win this godforsaken war and it'll be like pie... Tasty..." He sighs and murmurs," I nee better metaphors."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

She chuckled softly, "I think they are fine. You care too much about how you say things,"

[CrimsonMoon]

He sighs and lies down on the cot, yawning," Really..? I'm flattered..."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Clea shrugged, "My compliments aren't worth much. I'm just being honest." She stood up and stretched her arms above her head, "Can I step out of the tent?"

[CrimsonMoon]

He holds out his knife to her, not opening his eyes," Din't hesitate to neuter anyone," he chuckles

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Clea smiled and took the knife, holding the hilt tightly, "I will not, trust me."

Dakarai rushed to her side, eyes wide and scared. She kissed his forehead and smiled, "Just stay here, Rai. I'll be right back, I promise." She slipped out of the tent and glanced around.