Severally, he visited the infirmary to buy medicine he did not need, just for an opportunity to see her. And no matter how many times he saw her, he did not have the courage to talk to her much less ask her name.
"Where is that hare-brained friend of yours?" Aerilyn asked ignoring his comment.
"Soren is probably gambling or drinking at some whore house." They laughed.
"Where are my manners? Draven this is Levina, my new friend." She turned to Levina, "This is Draven."
Levina smiled widely when Aerilyn introduced her as a friend, she wondered if they noticed. She had never been called that before.
Draven stretched out his hand, which Levina gladly accepted, "Nice to meet you, Levina," he smiled.
"I thought you were never coming back to Arvenia?" Draven returned his attention to Aerilyn.
"Changed my mind," she shrugged.
"So how long would you be around for?" he asked.
"Long enough to make your life miserable," she laughed.
