Shady

Ky considered that for a moment. He had a point. As uncomfortable as it was. “That’s true.”

“Mm… I guess,” she allowed.

“I didn’t earn it.” She shrugged.

“Um…” should she tell him about the heart box? It’s not like he could tell Tomhas. “Yes. And technically my father bought the armor for me… though technically my allowance ...

“…Right.” She nodded and briskly continued her ascent. She desperately hoped he’d leave soon. She was getting so anxious. This strange lying man. Who wanted to know if she locked ...

She stopped abruptly, furrowing her brow at him. Her stomach felt very, very bad. “Why?”

(Fair enough) “My room.” She hoped he’d get bored and leave. It’d be terribly awkward to lock him out to his face. But no chance in hell was she letting ...

The only weird part was what he was making this. Making her think about her father’s sex life. She almost shuddered. How gross. She blushed and started up the stairs. ...

She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. No one on their trip did. The soldiers had to work so even if they wanted to, they wouldn’t have been allowed. ...

She glanced over at him. “Why would any of us go in?”

“I saw it. Didn’t go in. Why?”

“Across from the tavern?”

“No,” Ky murmured. She got to the door of the Keep and pulled it open, holding it for him.

Ky furrowed her brow. Maybe he was right. She couldn’t say; she didn’t know the dynamics. “Probably so.”

“…Ah.” Her voice was small and timid and she nodded, picking up the pace a little. No chance in hell was she taking her chances of running into D’Ara. Especially ...