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“Oh.” she said simply, her wings still as she was admittedly more than a little shocked. But Rodney's words were certainly persuasive as she brief interest in seeing the Gorge had vanished.
“Oh.” she said simply, her wings still as she was admittedly more than a little shocked. But Rodney's words were certainly persuasive as she brief interest in seeing the Gorge had vanished.
"Yeah, exactly. Is that enough to keep you from wanting to go there now?" He looked to Charlotte with a half smile.
Charlotte looked up, confused by the question. Until she saw him smiling. “That depends. Were you telling me all that just to scare me or were you telling the truth?” she asked with a raised brow.
"Oh that was the truth alright. But whenever people hear about it, they immediately get the urge to go. So those of us who tell have to have a way to tell them it's a bad idea."
“I see. Well then, you don't have to worry about me. If the ones who made those monsters end up going mad then I don't want to see it.” she confirmed.
He nodded solemly. "That's good. I really didn't want to have to leave you there anyway. I'd never be able to forgive myself if something happened."
She raised a brow at the phrasing he used but gave a small smile. “Well, like I said, you don't have to worry about that. I think I only… briefly considered going because it was someplace new that I hadn't heard of before.” she reasoned with a shrug.
"See? I told you that everyone wants to go when they hear of it. That's why I have my tales ready to go to convince you not to."
Charlotte rolled her eyes as her wings flickered indignantly. “I couldn't help it. I never heard of the place before and thought it was interesting. But I don't have a death wish. I’d very likely be eaten before I knew I was being chased.”
"My point exactly. I went because I heard of it and was interested. I don't want you to make the same mistake."
Charlotte sighed a little but smiled warmly at her friend. “Thanks to you, I won't. It sounds more terrifying than what I want to experience.”
"Mhm, I'd certainly hope not. But let's not keeping talking about it. It's a bad subject. Where is somewhere you do want to go? Hopefully somewhere a little safer."
Charlotte nodded, glad for the change in topic before giving a thoughtful hum. “I know I mentioned wanting to see the ocean. But I wouldn't mind seeing some mountains either… Maybe an Elven village?” she admitted. “It may be silly but some Fairies consider Elves to be like second cousins. You know, since Fae are kinda right between the two…”
"We can definitely do the village and the mountains on our way to the ocean because that in and of itself is going to take a while. We can make some quick detours along the way."
“Alright. The detours will be fun.” she smiled. “Anyway, the journey is more memorable than the destination, isn't it? “
"Exactly. People focus so much on where they're going that they forget about the beauty of the inbetween."
She nodded. “Right. And that's just sad. Those people might as well be asleep for the whole journey.” she sighed a little before smiling back up at him. “At least we know the value of the journey.”
"That we do." Rodney nodded with a smile. "Well, I say it's about time we pack it in for the night, don't you? It's getting quite late."
“Hmm, yeah. It is getting late. Did you get us a room?” she asked, holding back a yawn now that he mentioned the time.
"Yeah, I did. Upstairs, third door on the left. Should be unlocked but if not, I have the key."
“Alright.” she nodded as she stood up. “Are you ready to head up?”
"As I'll ever be. Let's go." He stood from the table and started to head up to their room.
Charlotte smiled softly and flew up behind him. After two days of travel, despite riding on Rodney’s shoulders occasionally, her wings were a little stiff. But she still managed to keep up.
Rodney tapped his shoulder lightly as he reached the bottom of the stairs, something he'd started doing when he offered Charlotte to sit on his shoulder.
Charlotte smiled gratefully and took up his offer. “Thank you.” she yawned, leaning into him a little more than normal.
"I thought I told you to stop thanking me for that. You're my companion, I want you to he comfortable." He chuckled as he headed upstairs to their room.
“Tired. I forgot.” she murmured as she tried to keep her eyes open. “Why am I so tired all of a sudden?”
"It's the inn. Believe me, I'm the same way. Staying outside is one thing but whenever I sleep at some kind of inn, I'm out like a light. I'm so much sleepier, I can't imagine why. I think it's the atmosphere and the preconceived notions that come with it but I'm not totally sure."
Charlotte hummed, nodding a little at his explanation. “I see. I always tried to keep my inn feeling… homey so I can understand what you mean. But I am looking forward to sleeping like that.” she admitted.
Rodney opened the door and let them in, closing it behind them. "Then make yourself at home." There was a typical human sized bed in the cozy room and then a much smaller specially made fairy one on the nightstand. "I'd say take your pick but I think I know which one you're gonna go with."
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