Back To The Inn

              Once we had made it out of the brothel, I honestly can't remember much. Everything had gone by in such a tired daze. At one point on our way back to the Inn, I remember Nicklos wrapping me into his arms and hastily making his way through the City. The night air had bit into my skin and almost froze me to death before I was draped in a long and fur lined cloak. All I could think about, was how warm and comfortable Nicklos's arms where. I remember coming in and out of sleep as we made our way back to the Inn. At some point I could make out Seria and Michael's voices, along with another young male. 

           They must have successfully saved Maxwell from the dungeon, which means we must have succeeded all around. This put my mind at ease, despite how useless I was through out the entire process. Instead of finding paperwork, I ended up becoming a wantonous woman who had practica