I got up and grabbed a blanket from off the bed and carefully laid it over her. She stirred slightly but then went back to sleep clutching the blanket to her chin. I smiled at the childish gesture. Going back to the chair I sat down. I slouched down in the chair and tried to get somewhat comfortable, which just wasn't going to happen no matter how I tried.
Krista woke up momentarily startled and looked around. She was on her sofa and someone had covered her up with a blanket. It all came back to her now, Sebastian's surprise announcement, Roric's rough embrace and then his startling gentleness and announcement of his involvement in her past.
How had her ordered and disciplined life here at Sebastian's suddenly been turned upside down? Change, was the story of her life it seemed. Morning light was streaming in through the windows. She didn't see Roric anywhere in the room. Judging from the rumpled condition of the chair across from her, she surmised that must have been where Roric had spent the night.
She smiled softly. Yet another facet had been revealed in the strange warrior who had stormed into her life and thoughts. He was a gentleman and he was kind. She remembered the gentle way he had treated her after his passionate embrace and shivered at the combination of both the memory of his passion, coupled with his gentleness of spirit. What a rare combination of elements to find in a man. He affected her like no man ever had.
I ambled down the hallway coming back from the kitchen where I had just finished breakfast. Sebastian's study door was open and I paused outside of it. Not sure whether or not to go in, "Come in Roric."
How did he know I was here and not someone else? The man must have the senses of a cat. I stepped into the room and Sebastian looked up at me and studied me as I came over to his desk and sat down.
"Did you enjoy yourself last night?" He asked knowingly.
My face flushed a little at his question. "Somewhat."
Sebastian smiled warmly, "You didn't bed her did you?"
"No I did not and neither have you."
Sebastian chuckled, "How very astute of you. No, you're quite right. I have not and to my knowledge no one else has either."
"Why did you offer her to me?"
Sebastian looked reflective for a moment and then answered, "You and her seem to have a connection is that not true?"
I nodded yes and told him the story of our childhood experience at the slave market.