Raegar finished setting up the tent and starting a fire ten minutes later, thanks to doing it so much. Nivara gave him a smirk as she teased. ''Looks like someone is experienced at outdoor life, where did a pampered noble learn such things?''
''I've been on the road or wilderness more than my home, Niv,'' he replied, chuckling. ''My big sisters and brother think I'm a wild person as they attend the fancy parties and tea parties, whereas I hate that stuff.''
The Dark Elf giggled at his answer but nodded. ''Good, some of the Dawnfirian nobility are annoying and need to be killed.''
Raegar laughed as he agreed. ''Yes, like my father's neighbour that put a hit out on me, but I can't complain because it brought you to me,'' he said.
Following that, Nivara suddenly stood up and straddled his lap, a smirk crossing her face as she whispered into his ear. ''I'm glad I took that job, but once I get time, I'll return the favor to that stupid Count.''
