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Robin nodded at her statement, and eased back on the chair. He had a feeling he wouldn’t use the bed for the rest of the night. ”I am sorry... I don't think I... can make it... to my chambers... I don't... have the strength."

Yup. There goes the comfort of a soft bed. ”Do you mind...staying with me...?" she then immediately fell asleep, and he only nodded. “I will be here until morning.”

Maelthra however felt terribly jealous, but seeing Clara Alright calmed him down, and so he returned to his own chambers, back to his, or at least Galen’s, own plans.

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The days roll by, and snow fell, only not as harsh as before. It signified the coming of another time of year, a festive occasion. Robin had already been living in the inn for sometime, The Galen persona of Maelthra was out more often in the day due to the apparent distractions of the First Shadow King.

Before Meiran knew it, Yuletide had come, the first day was met with jubilation, and celebration abound, even some of the goblins, who were more social to humans then others due to business related things was making little toys and trinkets. Some even plotted snow fights.

Maelthra however was busy carving one of several gifts he intended to give out for Yule. What he didn’t tell anyone was he was paying extra attention. This was an extra special gift he wanted to personally give to a certain princess.

“I just hope she likes it.” He mumbled softly to himself, checking the work he had done so far.

”It’s got to be just right. Even the little decorations on it.” he added in his thoughts.