“You’re not tired yet?”
Sierra glanced at him, shaking her head and keeping her silence ever since they had their feast. She had been loose a while ago, dancing with Kierran, her mouth moving in a small manner as if she’s speaking something low, a prayer or something else. The others had their fun, keeping most of the people away, the reason why they had the dancefloor all for themselves. However, after they had their own merriment, they went back to work upon the King’s retirement to the room assigned to him. The others have come to their beds as well and since he did not drink, he was on guard duty though he was not expecting Sierra would be there as well.
She was leaning on the wall, her eyes closed, mayhap trying to rest but she still managed to keep her stance. He closed the door
