An hour later, they were done, as well as having breakfast. Well, Faolan had. Alanna said that she had eaten before. He insisted that she get something to eat, given their activities, but she refused it.
"What time are you leaving?" Faolán asked sadly.
"As soon as I go upstairs and get my things." She replied, getting to her feet.
"Then I'll keep you here, so you don't take your suitcase." He teased and hugged her around the waist.
"And how do you intend to keep me entertained?" she asked with a puzzled face.
Faolán smirked.
"It's good that I eat a lot, really. To put up with entertaining you the way you deserve."
He pulled her up and she sat on his lap. She giggled.
"Let's go upstairs. I really have to go." She said. She was afraid to spend a few more minutes there and decide to throw it all away and not leave his side anymore. But she had unfinished business.
Faolán nodded, carrying her bridal style up the stairs.
