Snippet #1478617

Aralorn had not missed the way Zion had kept his arms around her momentarily how he seemed rigid and hesitant to let her go. But the hoarse tone he'd taken in telling her to go ahead of him had her curious. What was it that he had to find out she wondered. But weakness of hunger and rest urged her to enter the tavern. After she'd been given her food Aralorn ate as if she'd been starved for weeks and it wasn't until her stomach was full of stew and ale that she crept upstairs with a little trouble. By the time she'd reached the top step her legs were aching worse then before, but as she reached her room she was met by a hot steaming tub filled with lavender scented water.
A smile fell over her lips as she shut the door and quickly began to rip away her outfit until she was standing before the bathtub naked. Slowly she lifted one left and dipped it into the water, nearly melting on the spot at how good the water felt before she lifted the right and did the same. Slowly she bent at the knees and sank into the tub with a heavy sigh of contentment as the heated water ran over every achy bone and began working and soothing them. Leaning back some she rested her head against the wall and relaxed, the lavender scent pleasant and easing her weary mind.
Closing her eyes Aralorn soaked for a time only dunking her head once to soak her hair then leaned back once more. She was in there for a long time before she decided it was time to get out. Her body felt refreshed and her mind was a little less cluttered as she slipped her outfit into the water and proceeded to scrub it clean. After wringing it out Aralorn laid it across the window to dry and taking up a blanket she wrapped it about herself and tied it tight, she'd have to wear it until her outfit dried. Sitting on the bed Aralorn slid back and covered up with another blanket, it wasn't long before she found herself drifting off to sleep.