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realized he was going in the right direction. He forced himself to stand straight as he waited for the sign to allow pedestrians to cross the street. As he passing to the other side, he felt his leg give out, causing him to trip and fall into one of the idling cars waiting to continue. With a tight smile, he waved and forced himself to get back up.
    Now that he had crossed the street, he walked directly towards the river. As he came closer, he looked around and let out a relieved sob. Just down the street along the river, he saw a large set of storage sheds lined up directly on the river's edge. With renewed vigor, he hobbled towards them. Despite keeping his head down, Reginald felt like his face was burning.
    "Damn," he muttered, walking inside the gate. "I wouldn't be reacting this badly if not for that whole fight."
    He buried his quaking hand into his pocket as he continued forward. Dropping them several times, he finally managed to pull his keys from his pocket.
    "I think I can make it," he said, leaning against the side of the wall as he walked forward. The ridges in the tin seemed to help hurl him forward as his legs seemed to turn to mush.
    "Here," Reginald said, arriving at one of the larger units. He bent down and fell into the door. With his head pressed against cool tin, he managed to get the padlock unlocked after a couple of tries. With a mighty heave he pushed the door upwards. Diving with the last of his strength, Reginald landed on the cold concrete floor inside. He was already asleep when the door came crashing back down a second later.

Chapter 4
    Reginald stood in a hallway outside a wooden door. He looked down at his hands to see them shaking, almost causing the wax from his candle to to drip onto his hand. He managed to keep a firm grip on the candlestick despite feeling his palms sweating. "Come on, Reginald. This isn't something to be worried about," he muttered to himself. He forced himself to take a deep breath. "Come on, be a man."
    Just as he thought of reaching for the handle again, the door opened. The surprise almost caused him to fall backwards.
    "What is taking you so long, my dear Reginald?" a woman's voice asked.
    He forced his eyes to focus and saw one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. It was not the first time he had seen her, though he still felt as nervous with each encounter as he had his first. She had long brown hair that fell down her back and kind green eyes. He saw that a light gown covered her lithe figure.
    "Ah, I just arrived," Reginald managed to get out.
    "You just arrived?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "It does not take so long to simply check the shutters and the doors. I was believing that we would meet again in the morn for all the time it took."
    "I took special care," Reginald said, walking meekly into the room. "There is no moon tonight and the animals will be more attracted to the lights." He put the candle down on the dresser, next to several other candles. The candlelight illuminated the cozy room, with its hand carved bed with the knitted sheets to the double window with its curtains drawn. There was a dresser that had a mirror where Reginald could see himself looking just as uncomfortable as he felt.
    "Come now," the woman said, sitting down and patting the bed beside her. "Sit, there is nothing to be afraid or ashamed of, dear."
    "Yes, Miss Regina," he said, sitting down a couple feet away from her.
    "I use my husband's name, do not forget it," she said, laughing.
    Reginald managed to laugh as well, feeling some of his tension ease.
    Regina took his hand into hers. "You have been ignoring me lately. You will cease this nonsense now."
    Reginald shrugged. "I have not been ignoring you, my dearest wife. There is little enough time in the day with the war being fought. The mayor has a never ending string of errands for me to run."
    "That may be so, but there are no others who work quite so hard."
    "There are no others who are sons of the mayor," Reginald