>>6295066He just stares at you with wide eyes, “You don’t actually sleep with your swords, right?”
You look down on him, “Why of course I do. Why are you so shocked?”
“This is a bit right? This isn’t like an actual thing, right? Is this an actual thing people do here?” He looks to Alyssa, who simply shrugs, then to Marie, “Marie, pull up her-”
“No, I can feel them under me. There’s a lot in here.”
He looks to you, sweat falling down his face, “Is this a bit? Please, tell me this is a bit.”
“A bit? What do you mean by that?”
“Is this,” He gestures to your bed, “Like an actual thing nobles do here? I mean, I wouldn’t be surprised- It’s just-”
You throw the sheathed sword at his gut, making him reel back in pain, though nothing anywhere close to lethal, “Being fully equipped at all times is a matter of safety and precaution for any noblewoman worth her pedigree! Many weapon enthusiasts I know practice slumber in a similar manner.” This is not the full truth, but you will not admit to that.
Asher is about to hand the sword back to you when you speak, “Keep it. She might serve you well to follow in my footsteps.”
“I don’t-”
“And don’t even think about discarding it! I’ve seen how you treat some of your weapons, you shall treat her with the utmost respect! I shall be watching.”
“Yeah, but I don’t, uh,” He looks towards you, then your bed, you again, “Know where this has been.”
Your gaze turns menacing, “What exactly are you implying?”
He sighs and puts his hands in the air, fully surrendering, “Nothing! Right, sorry.”
“Hmph!”
“Excuse me,” Alyssa’s monotone voice breaks through the continuous chatter of the three of you, “I believe there are Inquisition matters that we came here to discuss.”
This time, Marie groans, her entertainment for the night (read: you and Asher) forced into discussing a less mundane but more boring topic. Work. You ignore her, “Is it about the other potential conspirators? I do believe I have a list of men who may ‘fit the bill’ as you might say,” You say with a gesture to Marie and Asher.
Alyssa shakes her head, “With the information I have obtained from Lord Beneger, it is unlikely that there will be a problem for quite some time. Surviving members of the Heaven Conspiracy are unlikely to act for some time. In addition, he is of the belief that this situation will resolve itself naturally.”
You are about to question her when Asher speaks up, “Specifically, he believes the situation will resolve itself if you accept a new mission.”
“My father expressed that he wishes for me to have a month of recovery, for as you can see,” You gesture to your rather pitiable form at the moment, “I am bedridden.”
“You’ll get that easy enough. The mission won’t begin until well over a month from now. When the Grand Tournament starts. Lord Beneger wishes for you to enter.”
