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Chapter 18 - The Only Time
Later in the night, Alarick took a sleepy, drunk Erriene upstairs while everyone passed out at the hall and out on the front of the castle by the big bonfire.
Several villages had also made smaller bonfires and were dancing around it, commemorating the joining of the kingdoms once again, taking any excuses to stop working and drink until dawn, making Maud a loud and warm place tonight.
Erriene shifted in his arms once again, too sleepy to notice Alarick was carrying him once they were outside the view of the hall.
He carried him through the corridors and into his room- their room. He put Erriene on the bed, watching the man immediately curl to his side before going back to lock the door and telling the soldier stationed outside to leave for the night.
While he was there, Erriene needed no other protection. He put the key around the doorknob.
He turned slowly to Erriene. The elf was sitting up now, looking warily at Alar
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