Penelope gave a small nod as William mentioned only getting one room. She hadn't been expecting anything more or less. After working and training as a knight for quite a few years now, she had become used to sharing her sleeping quaters. Even if it was with three men.

She walked over to her bed and began to take off the thin layer of armor. It was built to be light and easy to move around in but after wearing it for so long it became a burden and felt much too restricting on her body. She let out a soft sigh, almost one of relief, and stretched, enjoying her freedom from the armor. It left her in a loose fitting, white shirt and dusty brown pants. Penelope proceeded to untie her hair, which had been pulled up tightly until now. She found that keeping her hair out of her face was a critical part of being prepared for work as a knight. 

Penelope almost looked like a different person. Her hair now flowed at full length down to her shoulders, lightly framing her face. She overall seemed much more relaxed and had lowered her guard. Without her armor, her body even appeared much more petite and weak, despite the strength she held.

She glanced briefly over at the guys as they made their way to bed. It seemed William had fallen asleep almost as soon as he hit the bed and Abraxas wouldn't take much longer to fall asleep either. Penelope yawned, being reminded of her own drowsiness. She decided not to bother to stay up much longer either and laid down as well. The softness of the bed was comforting and she quickly drifted off.  

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The sun had yet to rise when Penelope suddenly jolted awake in a cold sweat. Despite being exhausted, it seemed that she was still able to be plagued by nightmares. Now sitting upright in her bed, she swept her gaze over her surrondings, trying to slow her panicked breathing. She quickly came to grips with reality.

It seemed William and Abraxas were still fast asleep. One of them was even snoring rather obnoxiously. The room was otherwise dark and quiet for the time being. She let out a steady breath, the nightmare still hung much too heavily in her mind for her to simply go back to sleep. Penelope slowly slipped off her bed, trying to be silent as she moved. She was headed towards the door. Perhaps some fresh air would help.