The knight picked up on how his reaction to her words, glad that her promise to wear the necklace had made him happy. It made her take her own words all the more seriously as she began to grow used to the pendant that rested against her chest. Once he was up from the ground, the knight turned to begin their walk back to the inn, silently praying that Otto wouldn’t be too furious. She wanted nothing more than to lie down and sleep after a long day of travel. Something she couldn’t do if there was an upset baron reprimanding them for slipping away for the short time that they had.
At Crow’s words about the man, a smirk crossed her lips and she nodded her head in agreement. “Well, judging by how he acts, I’m guessing he’s already swallowing quite a bit of pride just treating you like a noble as it is. I doubt he trusts you very much to do anything.” she pointed out with shrug. Over the brief time she had spent traveling alongside Otto, the baron was efficient but from what she could tell, he had a ridged view of the world and social classes.
It was lucky that his loyalty to the king seemed to outweigh any negative views he held. Her eyes traveled back over to Crow at the thought.“I’m sure by the end of all this you’ll either change his mind or drive him insane.” she mused, with an air of casualness before her smirk widened. “Whichever comes first.”
Her attention went back to looking ahead as they walked back into Wellspring. Her green eyes did another survey of their surroundings, being careful as she could. As Crow spoke up again, she mirrored his smile and gave a small giggle at his whisper. “I’ll admit, you have good taste.” she said amusedly. The knight released his hand to instead wrap her arm around his middle. With the village already growing quiet, Penelope wanted to take advantage of the fleeting moments they had left before they retired for the night and eventually split in the morning.
As they walked, her gaze eventually landed on the inn in front of them. Noting that no one was waiting out front for them, she relaxed a little and looked up at Crow with a halfhearted expression. “Ready to head in?”
At Crow’s words about the man, a smirk crossed her lips and she nodded her head in agreement. “Well, judging by how he acts, I’m guessing he’s already swallowing quite a bit of pride just treating you like a noble as it is. I doubt he trusts you very much to do anything.” she pointed out with shrug. Over the brief time she had spent traveling alongside Otto, the baron was efficient but from what she could tell, he had a ridged view of the world and social classes.
It was lucky that his loyalty to the king seemed to outweigh any negative views he held. Her eyes traveled back over to Crow at the thought.“I’m sure by the end of all this you’ll either change his mind or drive him insane.” she mused, with an air of casualness before her smirk widened. “Whichever comes first.”
Her attention went back to looking ahead as they walked back into Wellspring. Her green eyes did another survey of their surroundings, being careful as she could. As Crow spoke up again, she mirrored his smile and gave a small giggle at his whisper. “I’ll admit, you have good taste.” she said amusedly. The knight released his hand to instead wrap her arm around his middle. With the village already growing quiet, Penelope wanted to take advantage of the fleeting moments they had left before they retired for the night and eventually split in the morning.
As they walked, her gaze eventually landed on the inn in front of them. Noting that no one was waiting out front for them, she relaxed a little and looked up at Crow with a halfhearted expression. “Ready to head in?”