A stifled groan, silence, another groan, but this time around, a bit louder. Twenty minutes had passed and Ren was putting on his clothes to go on the mission he had long delayed.
"Your destination is north of here, the journey of the forgotten land will be tasking on your being. Do me the honour of sending some of my people to accompany you." The bedspread was clenched tightly to her naked body as she watched the man she had grown to love leave with a possibility that he might never return. Ren didn't say a word but continued to dress up, and once he was fully kitted with his sword slashed to his back, he turned to look her straight in the eyes.
