225: Chapter 119 Aiken Village Refugees_3 225: Chapter 119 Aiken Village Refugees_3 “There’s someone sleeping in here too, my lord, so there’s only one room left.”
Kovis dramatically turned back and whispered softly, “You go to sleep first, I’ll just make do in the lobby downstairs for the night.”
“?” Leon stopped in his tracks, struggling to pull his attention away from the distant future he was secretly daydreaming about, and looked up to ask, “Just one vacant room?”
Kovis shrugged his shoulders, then turned and pushed open the last small room—inside was merely a narrow plank bed, its bottom padded with straw, and the bedding on top was also quite rudimentary.
After all, this village’s communal house was not a decent inn, typically aside from the room Lokhak occupied, the other spare rooms in the house were only enough for a few workers or travelers to rest.
“No way, you’ll be traveling with me tomorrow, you need a good night’s rest, you can’t sleep in the lobby.” Leon scratched his head, if the bed had been big enough, he wouldn’t have minded sharing it with Kovis for the night—guys don’t have so many hang-ups.
But such a tiny plank bed, squeezing together so closely…
Leon glanced at the handsome face and figure of the youth next to him.
He didn’t want his companion to sleep on the ground, nor did he want to accidentally betray his own soul and set foot on some dreadful path.
Taking the candleholder from the youth’s hand, Leon lit the candles in the room and said with resignation, “This room is for you, I’ll see where Lokhak’s room is.
With his size, the bed in his room must be wide enough.”
Kovis shook his head.
How could he go to Lokhak’s?
Then the whole play would have been for nothing.
Brian just mentioned, since you are already betrothed to Miss Olivia, why not simply go and sleep in her room?” The young man’s voice murmured with a haunting suggestion.
Leon was momentarily stunned by the words, tempted.
Kovis smiled, raised his hand to his mouth, and whispered barely audibly, “If you’re worried about safety~ though there is no ‘sheep’s gut’ here, I can still cast a ‘Spell’ that ensures safety.
Its effective duration is not short, you see…”
“Get out of here with that, you rascal, just go to bed.”
Leon seemed to figure out what the young man was teasing about and chuckled as he pushed him into the room.
It was his own major life event, yet everyone around him seemed more anxious than he was.
Kovis popped his head out, handed over the candleholder, and thoughtfully pointed out Olivia’s room: “…second room by the staircase, make sure you don’t get it wrong, my lord.”
Leon snatched the candleholder, pretending to knock on the head, and the young man finally giggled and ducked into the room, shutting the door behind him.
Holding the candlelight, he looked in the direction of Olivia’s room, and then tugged at his collar, nodding to himself.
Right, there’s no other way, there’s no room left~
Plus, we’ve already shared the same bedroom twice, it doesn’t make a difference this time.
Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence.
Anyway, I know I’m a gentleman!
Absolutely no bad thoughts!
Arriving at his lover’s door, Leon knocked, enduring a bit of embarrassment, and called out softly but boldly, “Olivia?”
As soon as he spoke, the door was opened from inside by the girl.
Not yet asleep, Olivia, in a simple dress with the bodice unlaced, fixed her somewhat flickering eyes on her lover.
“Uh, about that, I…” Before Leon could finish,
The girl already quietly asked, “No rooms left, right?
Leon raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He suddenly remembered how extraordinarily sharp her hearing was.
Leon looked guiltily at the single, narrow, small plank bed inside the room.
For the first time in his life, he felt grateful for those annoyingly restrictive beds common folk had.
Olivia looked at the unhidden smile on his face.
She lowered her head, cheeks warming slightly, “Um, come in then.”
Even a girl as naive as her could sense his desire for closeness.
It wasn’t unpleasant…
And she certainly didn’t want to chase her lover away in the middle of the night.
Slipping into the covers, Olivia sidled as close as she could to the wall, holding back her shyness to make room for him.
This time, there wasn’t a second blanket to separate them.
After locking the door, Leon watched, his heart rejoicing, the girl who reminded him of an adorable ostrich, curled up inside near the wall, facing away from him.
Honestly, he made sure to lie down as far to the edge as possible, a perfect gentleman.
Tucking under the blanket, lying in the same bed, inhaling his lover’s scent, feeling their shared body heat, he was utterly content.
At that moment, even the hard, rough boards at his back felt comfortable.
Taking a deep breath, the fatigue of over a dozen hours on horseback without rest closed in, and Leon closed his eyes, content.
The room quickly fell into silence.
In the quiet of the night, only their faint breathing could be heard.
At Olivia’s inquiry, Leon, with eyes still closed, hummed a response.
‘sheep’s gut condom’?”
Cough cough!” Leon started choking and opened his eyes, coughing repeatedly.
…She’d heard the entire conversation from downstairs?