"Well, finally that is sorted out," Fin commented happily. "Now, Aenara, would you like to come for a drink?" He slowly slipped his arm around the elvish guard.
Aenara's face flashed so many emotions in a second before Findereg put an end to any plans Fin might have had.
"I think we should all get some sleep now! We have to trade in the morning and the journey has been long and hard."
"of course, Findereg," Aenara agreed.
"Ummmmm, of course," Fin complied, his smile disappearing. "Well, goodnite my darling." He gave Aenara a peck on the check and, with a dramatic swivel on his heel, paced down the corridor and into his room.
[ March 07, 2003: Message edited by: the real findorfin ]
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