#chat:rose

“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

Sylvie was exhausted. The battle had taken every bit of energy out of her. Together with all the wounded and even dead. She had done everything she could to help. Now it was all over and she had just put Noah to bed. Her dedication for her work showed that instead of going to sleep she faithfully went to check upon the prisoner girl, Rose. Sylvie moved down to the cellars. She hadn’t had the chance to change yet so her uniform was still covered in other people’s blood. She moved to Rose’s cell. “Hey Rose, can I come in?” she asked in a friendly voice. “I brought you water.” she said while holding up the bottle.

Rose was sitting on a bar stool, looking into space after many beers she felt a bit out of it but also very alive too. She saw other people dancing and wanted to join in on the dancing. So she did just that and was probably making a fool out of herself which wasn’t something she did very often. She noticed another girl and smiled over at her, she didn’t know why she smiled at her and blamed the alcohol already.

Rose looked up and saw a figure standing there, “Oh sorry. Were you talking to me? I was in a completely different world.”

and it's only the first day back at the castle.