she had now met him in twice. It was dark as it had been the last time she was here, and he was nowhere to be seen. Mira turned around and walked out the door she came in. Since she thoroughly looked through this room for a door the last time she was here, she was positive that his rooms were behind one of the other doors in the main hallway.
Mira examined several of the more intricately carved doors she passed on her way to this end of the hall and decided she should start by picking one and looking. She didn’t need to go far to reach the first set of doors. One led left and one led right. Well it’s one way or the other. If one doesn’t work, I can go the other way.
Mira walked up to the door on her right, turned the knob and opened it onto another hallway. She sighed. I absolutely hate that there isn’t light anywhere down here . She couldn’t see anything beyond the lantern light, and it didn’t go far. Forcing herself forward, she walked into the hall, and the light from the lantern fell on a set of rooms similar to the rooms she was residing in. The only difference being, it was obvious no one had been here in a long time. A fine layer of dust covered everything. The bed wasn’t made, a broken door hung on one hinge from the disused closet, and the room generally looked as though someone had gotten up one day, left hurriedly and never returned.
A chill went through her body. Whatever happened here was a long time ago and nothing to do with me. She turned and left the room quickly, happy to leave the peculiar scene behind.
Reaching the hall, she pulled the door closed behind herself and immediately moved to the other door. When she heard a door slam somewhere further down the hall, she jumped and turned toward the noise, holding the lantern up over her head. It sounded as though it came from the direction of her rooms. Booted footsteps echoed down the hall coming toward her. They were heavy and fast. Suddenly her resolution failed her, and she felt the need to hide. She turned the knob on the door and slipped into the room, closing the door softly behind her. After a moment of heart pounding, she thought to put out the lantern. Standing in the dark, staring at the door she came through, Mira could hear the footsteps coming closer.
Turning, frightened, she softly padded down the hall into the main room at the end of the corridor. She was taken aback at what she found. This was what she had been looking for. Rillan ap Tiernay’s rooms. There was a large bed, similar to hers. The fire was lit and the few candles about the room were burned nearly completely down, making the shadows dance long across the floor. The room smelled clean, like rain. That’s when she noticed a large crevice in the cave wall that led up a shaft. There was a heavy stone and metalwork cover that could be closed over it, presumably during daylight hours. She could smell fresh air wafting down the shaft and rain. It was pitch black, but she knew that if there had been stars that night she would have been able to see them.
“You shouldn’t be here.” The cold voice made her jump. Mira turned around to see Rillan standing behind her, glaring at her.
She swallowed hard. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t let him intimidate or scare her. She was going to offer herself to him. That’s what I was trained for. I belong to him. He’s been more than reasonable waiting for me. “I don’t want to wait a week. I’ve come to you now.”
Rillan was amazed at the strength in her voice. He almost believed that she wanted to be there with him. “I’ll not argue with that decision, if it’s truly what you want. But if we begin this, and you change your mind, I may not be able to stop.”
“I don’t want you to,” she said in that same strong, resolute tone.
He reached out, allowing his
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