“Darling,” Astarion hums, “don’t tell me you’re nervous?”

He’d managed to convince you to save money by only paying for one room. Astarion had said he was sure they’d be two beds knowing there wouldn’t be. He’ll have more access to your pretty little neck this way.

“Come,” he says, patting the spot next to him. The mattress is uncomfortable, but he ignores it. At least he’s not stuck on a bedroll tonight.