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Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Freya smiled at Harol, taking off her armour, cloak and shoes and putting it all on the ground for the moment. Suddenly, he didn't seem to be so prude anymore. Not that she minded, though. Freya wasn't sure what exactly Harol was willing to try, and if he was thinking of more than just touching, but she was eager to find out. "Does this seem more fair to you?" She asked once her armour, shoes and cloak where on the ground. Sure enough, she had noticed that she had been wearing more than Harol when she woke the man from his sleep, and she had actually quite enjoyed the sight of him without a shirt.

He lied down, and asked her if the door was locked, repeating her question from last night. Freya smiled and got up upon hearing his question. "I do not think I did." She answered, heading to the door and putting it on both locks like Harol had done the night before, simply because she couldn't recall which one of the two the servants couldn't open. Once the door was locked, she got back to Harol.

"Now we should be able to do what we want undisturbed." She said to him with a smile, getting onto the bed. She got to where Harol was lying and sat down on his lap. Placing her hands next to his shoulders, Freya leaned towards Harol to kiss him, first placing a kiss in his neck, followed by another one on his cheek and finally one on his lips. While she did so, her chest was easily accesible to him.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Apperently, Freya's invitation to touch her chest only seemed to make the warlock more worried, making him unable to still get any words out of his throat. She still found it somewhat cute, but decided not to mention that. He probably had enough problems with deciding if he should touch her chest or not already, or at least so it seemed. She wondered quietly why it was such a big deal to him, but didn't ask. He had mentioned before that he hadn't been in love before, so it all had to be new to him. He was raised as a noble, too, so he was likely unfamiliar with intimate interaction. Freya, on the other hand, wasn't. While she had been living at home, her mother did have enough costumers who would visit, and it hadn't always been possible to stop her from seeing such a thing happen. As a result, she had been confronted with it on an early age already. Of course, it also helped that she had been in love before.

When Harol mentioned that her armour would cause some difficulties with the touching, she smiled again. "If you want me to, I can take it off." She suggested,hoping that just wouldn't make him panic again. "Look, if you do not want to touch me there yet, than it is okay. All I am saying that if you would touch my chest, then I would not mind it." She continued, looking serious at him. Maybe it was just all going a little fast for Harol, which was understandable. Freya was simply just so eager, happy and excited about it all. She didn't want to put any pressure on him or make him do something he wasn't ready for yet, though.

"As for your grimoire, here it is." She then said, giving Harol his book back. She had been pretty curious about it, honestly. About what was written down in the book and why it was this important to him. Still, she hadn't looked into the book, which was mainly because it was none of her business, but also because she couldn't read, so looking into the book would be rather useless.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Chest sounds like an appropiate word to use to me.

It's okay, maybe the thought of him actually touching her chest would already be enough to make him panic?

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Freya smiled, watching Harol wake up. She had to say, seeing him without a shirt was something she didn't mind at all. Then he stretched out, during which she felt his hand brushing against his chest. This was followed by Harol stressing out, apologising and hiding himself under his blanket, before pushing said blanket away, causing Freya to chuckle softly. Of course, it was probably a serious thing to him, and she shouldn't chuckle at the situation, but she couldn't help herself.

"Hey, it is okay, do not worry about it." She said, sitting down and smiling at him, to show that she wasn't mad or whatsoever. "Besides, I cannot recall telling you that you may not touch me there." She added. She was curious how he would react to that invitation, considering how he had started to panic after accidentally touching her chest. Then again, maybe now that she had more or less given him permission to touch her chest, he wouldn't act like it was such a big problem anymore. There was something cute about how prude he had reacted, though.

"Anyway, I hope you do not mind that I woke you up a little early?" She asked, looking at him. She had just been really eager to meet up again with Harol. Like she had said to him the night before, she liked being around him a lot. And in her eagerness, she had been too impatient to wait with waking him until it had been a more appropriate time to actually wake up.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Despite all the excitement, Freya somehow still found herself able to fall asleep. Just as per usual, it was only a light sleep with no dreams to make her sleep more beautiful, or more horrifying. She never dreamed that much, admittedly, but when she did, the dreams were usually and luckily enough about happy things, rather than awful things that made her wake up in shock. No, Freya was glad that she could honestly say that she was lucky enough to be able to say that she rarely ever had any nightmares.

She found herself waking up pretty early, or at least she thought it was, considering the fact that the sun was still rising and there were only a few sounds coming from the hall just yet. Now, Freya had never been a morning person, always considering it too early to wake up and start travelling again, despite how late it might be, and was always grumpy for at least quite a moment. But that day, it was different. When she woke up this time, she was smiling within just a matter of seconds and eager to get started with the day. The cause of that could've been the fact that she didn't have to get moving again, travelling to wherever the road would lead her, without anyone at her side. Freya was quite sure there was different cause for her happiness, however. It was just one single person who was just a few doors away from her, probably still sleeping, who caused her to wake up this happy.

So the rogue quickly her shoes, armour, belt and cloak back on, but didn't pull the hood over her head, nor did she put on her veil. She quickly brushed her hair, deciding to let it hang loose, and headed for the door. Freya had quickly found Harol's room, and knocked first. When he didn't answer the door, Freya decided to simply walk in, supposing that he was still asleep. He had told her that it was okay for her to visit and he had left the door open, so it wouldn't be such a big problem if she just walked in and woke him gently, which was exactly what she did.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

I don't really write dreams, usually spoken my characters just don;'t dream at all, or their dream is some traumatic experience that happened to them once and keeps haunting them as a nightmare.

Sure thing, I'll have Freya wake him up.

Alright!

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Freya smiled, sighing happily once Harol had left. This day was the most beautiful one she had experienced in years, despite it starting with Harol and her being threatened and Harol causing a minor earthquake in the last village they had visited before reaching the house of Clasz. Despite all of it they were still alive, and oh how she felt so much more alive than she had ever felt throughout the years that had passed. They had hugged and kissed and had been busted but that didn't matter, because they were in love and it was great. She didn't really care who knew anymore. So what if somebody had seen the two of them kissing? It wouldn't change that much, she supposed.

Deciding that she should be trying to get some sleep, Freya took off the armour,leaving her in her simple shirt and pants. Okay, she wasn't really topless without the armour. But with how thin the shirt was and how little protection it gave her, the rogue felt like she was hardly wearing a shirt at all. Still, shirtless or not, she really needed to get herself some sleep now. Next morning she would meet Harol again. And give him back his grimoire.

Still smiling, Freya lied down under the blankets and made herself comfortable. Closing her eyes, the rogue couldn't help but be excited about the next day. The day would start nicely, and they would get started on learning her etiquettes. Which wasn't something she was excited about, the exciting part about it was the fact that it meant spending time with Harol.

Flames of rebellion (Thewindel and FaithfulMuse)

Okay

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Freya kept herself from sighing when Harol pulled away from the kiss. Such a shame they had to stop, really, even if she could understand. She didn't have anything in her room other than what she always carried with or wore all the time, which were no things worth worrying about or what she had to care much for. Regardless, the same thing didn't count for Harol. He had brought enough things with him, such as his staff, lantern, scrolls and whatnot. He owned things that were actually worth something and couldn't be just left alone like that. Unlike her daggers. Of course, she was very fond of her daggers, she loved them and took good care of them, cleaning and sharpening them every so often. Still, they couldn't be compared to what he had brought along.

She thought about just following Harol into his room and sleeping there instead. It sounded like a marvelous, wonderful idea to her, but she had no idea if Harol would agree. They had shared a room last night, but had still slept in seperate beds, so that was different. And he didn't invite her, so who said that he was already willing to share one bed together? Granted, it would all be going pretty fast if they did so already, and she couldn't blame him if he wanted to take things slowly.

"Alright then, would you mind me visiting your room tomorrow morning?" She asked, placing a soft, short kiss on his cheek. If he said yes, she would definitely keep her promise. She had no idea how early or late she would be waking up, but keeping in mind that she was a light sleeper, she figured that in a house filled with people, she would probably wake up soon enough, so there was no need to worry about that.

Warlock in distresss (hekazu and FaihtfulMuse)

Freya smiled when he tapped her nose, saying he'd never been in love like the way he was now. She thought of telling that she had been, although that with him it still felt different, but wasn't sure if she wanted to tell him right then. Why would she ruin this moment by starting to talk about her ex, now that they were hugging and kissing? There was no need for that and since he didn't ask her about it, she supposed she would just tell him about it another time. For now, she was perfectly content with the moment just the way it was.

He kissed her, and she loved the kiss. It was slightlly less gentle and more intense, which she didn't mind at all. It was also a rather long kiss, though, and after a moment, Harol's full weight on top was getting a little heavy. She sat up, figuring that might just be a little more comfortable for her. While she did, she pulled Harol with her, resting her back against the headboard of the bed. Needing to breathe but not wanting to break away from the kiss, she simply started breathing through her nose, figuring that would solve the problem.

In all honesty, there was no reason at all she could think of as to why she would break away from the kiss. If she got to decide, than they would be spending the entire night together. Just that they had seperate rooms didn't mean that they had to sleep seperated. Neither Lord Mortimer nor Cyrus had said anything about that, and with as big as the beds were, it could easily fit two people in it.