Interrupted!

You find yourself drawn towards Mirian, your proximity and drunkenness both contribute to your magnetism towards each other, but before anything can happen, footsteps and the sound of clanking steel armour are heard from down the street.

Mirian groans and steps around you, heading toward the back door "The Guards are coming, I suppose we'll need to finish this some other time" She says with a wink.

You follow her to the exit, leaving a few coins as you pass the bar and the shaking bartender.

You sprint back to the nearest inn, the entire night running through your head. Only to find yours and Xara's room empty, save for your equipment lying in a pile in the corner.

You lie down on your bed and take a deep breath, slowly nodding off.