LERRIN
Late that evening he was returning to the tent after dinner when he realized he hadn't bathed. No wonder his entire body felt uncomfortable.
Greeting the two guards, he swept into the tent where a lantern had been lit. He hoped it meant Suhle was back. But unfortunately, she wasn't anywhere with in its walls. He even carefully checked her screened off corner in case she just didn't want to speak. But, nothing.
He didn't like to admit to himself that he felt like he needed help and support. He'd never felt that way before in his life. Even learning from his father, being groomed for leadership had never felt like his lack, only his destiny that he was fully capable to walk into.
Now… he was not accustomed to needing to hear the thoughts of another. To weighing himself against their measure.
