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blindness to her real question. Ana had been referring to the obvious connection that they had. Right then and there, however, he didn’t think either of them were in the right state of mind to consider that.
Taking his arm again, she stayed close to his side as he guided them unerringly out of the woods and back to the town. He took a slightly roundabout route though, so as to avoid the battlefield from earlier. She didn’t need to see that.
“This should be interesting,” she murmured as buildings started to occupy the sides of the road next to them.
“What should?” he asked.
“You do recall that not too long ago, I was chased from town by a mob with torches and pitchforks, right?”
He paused mid-stride.
“Right. I had forgot,” he admitted. How the hell had he forgotten something like that?
“They might try to run me off again,” she warned.
He bared his teeth. “I would like to see them try.”
Very carefully, he did not mention that he was worried about more agents of the Order who might happen upon them. That was something she didn’t need to worry about just then. He would stay awake during the night, to ensure they were not caught unawares.
Anyone who tried to harm Ana would regret it.
Chapter Seven
Ana
Her instincts were screaming at her to turn and run, to make sure that she was anywhere but where she was. All she could sense was danger closing in on every side. It loomed large, ready to pounce upon her if she should ever let her guard down.
But it would never get close. Although he wore no armor, was not astride a horse, and didn’t hold aloft a magic sword to banish the darkness, there was no doubt in her mind that Ferro was her knight protector. Her warden against the dark, his heavy boots crushing any protests as they made their way across the stone square.
“How do you know where we’re going?” she asked. His steps were so sure, so confident, that it seemed like he’d been here before.
Ferro shrugged. “Making an educated guess, really. Center of town, big square. Go to the building with the hitching post in front of it. It is either a bar or a tavern really. Either or, we should be able to get a room.”
“A hitching post,” she echoed, shaking her head. “Of course. You don’t see many of those around here anymore.”
“You do not see them much of anywhere, really. Shows you just how backward this town really is.” There was a tinge of anger in his voice as he spoke. Ferro was obviously still upset at the way the villagers had treated her. Part of her warmed to his protectiveness. She knew there were few cases where he would ever truly have to help her out. Even the night before, she could likely have escaped without his help.
Perhaps you could have gotten away, but that infection would have done you in, because you were too stubborn to acknowledge such a thing was possible.
She shrugged mentally, knowing that was the truth. Okay, so having Ferro around is good for more than just something to look at. That was selling him far short, but she had to admit he was rather easy on the eyes. Without thinking, she slipped her arm through his again, leaning into him as they approached the building.
“Someone’s awake,” she said suddenly, jerking upright.
The sky was still an hour or so away from beginning to brighten with the sun’s rays, which made it unusual for someone to still be up.
“Perhaps they have an overnight innkeeper?” Ferro suggested as they climbed the two wooden steps to the door.
“Maybe,” she said, though they both knew she didn’t believe that.
The door was unlocked, and she followed him inside with only the slightest hesitation. A lamp hanging from the ceiling lit the interior. It had been that light which had told them someone was awake.
As it turned out, that wasn’t entirely accurate. The innkeeper, she assumed, was stretched out in a hammock behind a desk. The sound of the door stirred him to life, and he exited the slowly
Taking his arm again, she stayed close to his side as he guided them unerringly out of the woods and back to the town. He took a slightly roundabout route though, so as to avoid the battlefield from earlier. She didn’t need to see that.
“This should be interesting,” she murmured as buildings started to occupy the sides of the road next to them.
“What should?” he asked.
“You do recall that not too long ago, I was chased from town by a mob with torches and pitchforks, right?”
He paused mid-stride.
“Right. I had forgot,” he admitted. How the hell had he forgotten something like that?
“They might try to run me off again,” she warned.
He bared his teeth. “I would like to see them try.”
Very carefully, he did not mention that he was worried about more agents of the Order who might happen upon them. That was something she didn’t need to worry about just then. He would stay awake during the night, to ensure they were not caught unawares.
Anyone who tried to harm Ana would regret it.
Chapter Seven
Ana
Her instincts were screaming at her to turn and run, to make sure that she was anywhere but where she was. All she could sense was danger closing in on every side. It loomed large, ready to pounce upon her if she should ever let her guard down.
But it would never get close. Although he wore no armor, was not astride a horse, and didn’t hold aloft a magic sword to banish the darkness, there was no doubt in her mind that Ferro was her knight protector. Her warden against the dark, his heavy boots crushing any protests as they made their way across the stone square.
“How do you know where we’re going?” she asked. His steps were so sure, so confident, that it seemed like he’d been here before.
Ferro shrugged. “Making an educated guess, really. Center of town, big square. Go to the building with the hitching post in front of it. It is either a bar or a tavern really. Either or, we should be able to get a room.”
“A hitching post,” she echoed, shaking her head. “Of course. You don’t see many of those around here anymore.”
“You do not see them much of anywhere, really. Shows you just how backward this town really is.” There was a tinge of anger in his voice as he spoke. Ferro was obviously still upset at the way the villagers had treated her. Part of her warmed to his protectiveness. She knew there were few cases where he would ever truly have to help her out. Even the night before, she could likely have escaped without his help.
Perhaps you could have gotten away, but that infection would have done you in, because you were too stubborn to acknowledge such a thing was possible.
She shrugged mentally, knowing that was the truth. Okay, so having Ferro around is good for more than just something to look at. That was selling him far short, but she had to admit he was rather easy on the eyes. Without thinking, she slipped her arm through his again, leaning into him as they approached the building.
“Someone’s awake,” she said suddenly, jerking upright.
The sky was still an hour or so away from beginning to brighten with the sun’s rays, which made it unusual for someone to still be up.
“Perhaps they have an overnight innkeeper?” Ferro suggested as they climbed the two wooden steps to the door.
“Maybe,” she said, though they both knew she didn’t believe that.
The door was unlocked, and she followed him inside with only the slightest hesitation. A lamp hanging from the ceiling lit the interior. It had been that light which had told them someone was awake.
As it turned out, that wasn’t entirely accurate. The innkeeper, she assumed, was stretched out in a hammock behind a desk. The sound of the door stirred him to life, and he exited the slowly
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