Alina, General Bjerkan, Alexander, Ezra, Finn and Bridgit sat around a desk in the General's tent. He had a bigger, thick, canvas tent set up with a desk, a cot and its own heat source. They were armed with coffee and ready to listen.
Alina cleared her throat and began her tale. She began with confronting Bridgit and the decision to follow her.
"Whoa, whoa, hold on..." Alexander stopped her. "You spent the night in that guy's room?"
"Yeah... it beat sleeping in the dungeon," she shrugged.
"She's got a point," Ezra said.
"He let you sleep in his room?" Bridgit exclaimed. "He doesn't let anyone do that, even his "lady friends"."
"He didn't make it seem like a big deal," Alina said. "He just took the couch and that was that."
"He took the couch?" Bridgit squeaked.
"Ummm yeah..."
