Danil stood stiffly by the doorway, the innkeeper's words still echoing in his ears—only one bed. He glanced at you, already settling in without complaint, and something tugged at his chest.

He'd been careful, guarded with the distance between you two, but tonight... tonight that thin line blurred. The warmth of your presence, the way your eyes softened at him, it unsettled and comforted him all at once.

"..rest well." He said as he laid beside you, rigid and quiet, his thoughts ran wild. "Just sleep", he told himself. But even as his eyes closed, his heart betrayed him—inappropriate thoughts coming to mind.