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“It would also explain her ways when we are in town, seeking the attention of men and flirting and more, it's all she has known. She doesn't know anything else.”
Wollfen nodded his head quietly in agreement while looking at nothing in particular, he was deep in thought. What could they do? Probably not a lot.
“We shall just have to see how things pan out, let's hope it doesn't prove to be an issue for the rest of us.” Solynne wondered though,
“You don't think there is anything we can try?” Wollfen shrugged his shoulders, he wasn't sure,
“I guess all we can do for now is play it by ear, until we know more I doubt we are in a position to talk to her about it. We are still somewhat in the dark.” Solynne agreed,
“You are right, I tell you what, when we are riding back to Comberwell in a few days I can spend more time talking to her, I spent most of my time with Kane as you know.”
Wollfen smiled, it was good to see Solynne stepping up and taking a role in all this, he hadn't needed to say anything which was good.
“Good idea, I am sure she will talk to you more readily than either of us, just don't push her, let her open up to you.”
Solynne winked and smiled, she understood perfectly.
The evening came and went with the two of them eating their meals and spending a bit of time in idle conversation. It grew late and still there was no sign of Keera, was she in trouble? Kane wondered that very thought out loud,
“Do you think she is in need of help? Should we go look for her?” Wollfen shook his head,
“No let's leave her be, I am sure she is fine. She has managed to take care of herself for the last ten years, there's not much chance of her needing anything.”
The three of them moved off to their respective rooms soon after that and they turned in for the night. Wollfen lay in bed looking up at the ceiling still thinking about the day's events, he brooded too much for his own good.
There was a quiet knock at his door and he got up moving over to it. Unlocking the door and opening it he saw Keera standing there looking like a sad puppy with bloodshot eyes. She had been crying a lot obviously. He let her in without a word and she walked over to the bed, kicking her boots off and flopping down. Wollfen walked around to the other side of the bed and sat on the edge looking on, he spoke quietly to her,
“Do you want to talk?”
She shook her head without a word and simply lay there. He sighed, what should he do? After a moment he decided to lay down which he did, stretching out beside her. He lay there quietly listening to her breathe. After a few minutes Keera reached out and held his hand, he squeezed it in return. That was how they spent the night, no words, nothing more than holding hands until they both drifted off to sleep. It was a curious situation that Wollfen hadn't experienced before.
Later that night Wollfen awoke with a start to find Keera up on one elbow looking down on him,
“Hey?”
It was all he could get out while half asleep. He rubbed his eyes and forced himself to wake properly. Keera lay here watching, not saying a word.
“You wish to talk?”
Keera nodded ever so slightly and he waited, there was no need to push. She sighed,
“I am an ass.”
This time Wollfen said nothing, he knew she wasn't expecting anything in return just yet. Then she went on,
“You know I have spent so many years seeking love from so many men, I bed them all and when they are done I am cast aside.” She paused staring, Wollfen kept quiet still waiting. Then she went on, “What's wrong with me Wolf? Why can't any man love me?”
“Sex is not love Keera, it's a good feeling, it can certainly drive your passion as well, but that's not what love is.” She looked somewhat confused,
“So what's love?”
This time it was Wollfen's turn to be quiet, how was he going to explain that?
“It's a hard thing to explain Keera, love is something that goes far beyond physical attraction
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