she looked at him gratefully. "Thank you, very much." she started getting shy again. This was not like her, at all. First off she never even considered she would like a man. Or that one would like her.

Thoril bowed his head to her. "Again, it was my pleasure Miss Callie." He stepped back and kissed the back of her hand. "Sweet dreams. I shall see you tomorrow. Try not to get into any more trouble." He winked to her as he walked down the hall to his bedroom.

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She smiled at him "You too." when he was gone she slipped into her room, fell onto the bed, and pondered everything. Soon, sleep took her, and before she knew it she was waking up to the sounds of morning. She stretched, took her hair out of her braid, changed, then walked down the stairs and ordered coffee.

Thoril was sat in front of the fire, his back turned. He sipped some tea from a mug. He had his feet propped up on a neighbouring seat. He pondered the day ahead of him. He hoped he could spend some more time with Callie. However, he also knew she had companions who may be eager to continue on their journey. He could join them he supposed, but who was to know where they were headed. He could do with an adventure he decided in his mind. It would be nice to see the world before the darkness, that he had heard rumours of, attempted to change it and twist it into something he could not recognise.

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She sat at the bar, yawning. "Have a long night, Callie?" the bar tender winked at her. "Just a bit." she laughed Abd ducked her head as she blushed. She took her coffee and turned around, then saw Thoril. She got up and walked up silently behind him. "Good morning."

Thoril started slightly. He slowly came around from his musings. He looked behind him, his face lighting up at the sight of Callie. "Good morning, indeed. Sleep well?" He asked as he pulled a chair out for Callie to sit beside him. "I am afraid I have not seen your companions this morning, yet."

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She smiled as she took the seat. "I did sleep well, thank you. I haven't seen them either," she paused as she took another sip of her coffee, stifling another yawn. "How about you? How did you sleep?" she looked over at him, her cheeks still slightly pink.

Thoril drained what was left of his tea and ordered another. "I slept very well, thank you," he bowed his head to her politely. He noticed her stifle a yawn. "I would venture to say you could do with some more sleep," he grinned as he also noticed her slight blush. He wondered when she would get used to him. He could not deny she entrigued him. "What is your plans for today, Miss Callie?" Thoril asked as the waitress set down his mug of tea. He paid her handsomely, with a polite smile.

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She finished her coffee "The coffee will wake me in no time." she smiled, again a bit shyly. "I was actually planning on going to the training grounds. Don't want to let myself get rusty." she chuckled. "You are more than welcome to join." she paid the waitress for her coffee, stretching slightly as she stood.

"That sounds good. I could help you practice if you like? A sparring partner if you will?" He sipped his tea peacefully, relaxing back into his seat. "We can go once I have finished me tea if you like?" He smiled at her softly.

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"That sounds wonderful! Thank you!" she grinned and sat back down, watching him with twinkling eyes. "Although you don't know what you are up against." she smirked slightly.

Thoril finished his tea. "Oh I am well aware of what I am up against, but do you?" He stood and wandered over to the door. He picked up his coat from the hook and slipped it on. He opened the door and held it open for Callie to follow through. "Where are these training grounds?" He asked.

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She laughed "This way." and motioned for him to follow her. Soon, they reached the grounds. She removed her bulky cloak and laid it over the fence and drew her sword. "Whenever you are ready." she grinned as she twirled her sword.

Thoril watched her with a raised brow. He smirked as he hung up his jacket on a nearby branch. He unsheathed his sword and brandished it at her menacingly. "Give me your best shot," he teased as he poised himself ready for action.

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She grinned again and skillfully danced her feet as she made three sharp attacks at him, her blade practically quizzing through the air. Step, step, side, step, swing, step. Was what she was thinking as she never took her eyes off him, gauging his moves with careful accuracy.

Thoril's eyes darted from Callie's legs to her eyes. He swiftly adjusted his stance as she moved to attack, his sword moving upwards to block her. He twirled out of her reach and doubled back to attack her. He moved swiftly on his feet, his sword gliding through the air with his movements. "You're good.." he said. "But not good enough," he chuckled to her teasingly.

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