You and Mary-Beth had always been close to one another, like kindred spirits really, always laughing and joking and drinking together.

As you rode back into camp after a week away, he hitched your horse and smiled as you approached her, your pockets and bags loaded with money and a few sweet treats for Mary-Beth.

“And what are you doing sat on the floor, Princess?”

You tease as you approach her, seeing her eating and reading on the ground.