Chapter 14
by 
ShyValkyre
What's next?
"So...uh..."
"So...uh...did you enjoy that?"
Xharlion narrows his eyes at you. He kicks you off him and stands. He picks up your bedroll and marches to the other side of camp, as far away from you as possible.
You're not sure if he regrets what happened or he's angry at you for speaking. With a shrug, you clean yourself up as best as you can and settle down into the soiled bedroll. The two of you settle into an uncomfortable silence before you allow sleep to claim you.