Thalinar took the clothes that Ĉdhral had thrust at him, he ensured her that they would fit as he fumbled with his towel. She lowered her haze trying to hide her ever reddening cheeks.
He was about to apologize for yet another embarrassing situation when the clothes slipped from his grasp, he reached out for them as did the young maiden and their heads met with a smack and a hard landing on their behinds. Thalinar's luck held out and he was able to keep the towel in check, barely.
He steadied his gaze to Ĉdhral who was rubbing her sore head across from him, twice in one day and with the same girl, he wished to get out of this humiliating situation.
I should have stayed in the river.
He thought to himself coldly and stood up from the wooden floor, he clutched his towel tightening it around his waist and gave Ĉdhral his hand and pulled her up from the floor, he then stooped down and scooped up the dry clothes.
His head started to throb from the impact. "I must say that I am truly sorry, for both incidents, I had no intention to cause you harm or discomfort. Thank you again for the clothes it was very kind of you" he smiled weakly but warmly and closed the door to his room.
He sighed deeply and began to dress himself in the dry clothes, everything was a perfect fit. Thalinar was all too thankful for that, it would mean he could avoid another potentially uneasy situation that he would rather not have.
And if it could be helped he would try to stay in his room for as long as possible. He opened up the window and sat next to it with his goblet of wine in hand.
|