Opening the false plate, she called to Jors and asked if he was ready for bed. That was their nighttime routine now. Calling to one another through their secret compartment in the wall and deciding in whose quarters they wished to sleep. Peytra thought about those books piled in his apartments and invited him to her quarters. She wanted to keep her mind off the question he was searching for. Jors took down the candles in his rooms and made his way through the hidden passage that connected their two living spaces.
For a time, they lay in in her bed, he fully clothed while she was just in her shift. They talked with the conversation shifting easily from the familiar to the untread. They started with their favorite childhood memories. For Jors, he remembered the first time he rode a horse on
