03-16-2011, 03:01 AM
Aneira headed upstairs with her soup. Seemly hitting a time where everyone was just heading to bed, or simply sleeping already. She headed into her room, closing the door behind her. Sitting at the desk she ate the soup. Which she found very good. Once finished, she pulled a few pillows from her bed, bringing it to the floor in front of the fire. Where she laid down as close to the fire as she could without burning herself. She turned on her side, looking into the flames as she thought about the man from earlier...
Although Aneira usually didn't give much thought to men, he intrigued her. Maybe it was his personality, or the slight background she got from him. Either way he reminded her very much of herself. Although not a lord's daughter. In her culture the generals and war lords were the leaders. She rolled onto her back, laying her thoughts to rest before shutting her eyes and falling asleep.
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