The tension in the room was nearly unbearable. Jorick suggested that instead of room service, they go to the sixth floor in person. She quickly agreed and, after she'd taken a shower and changed, they hurried out the door.
"Do you know where we're going?" she asked.
"I think I can find the sixth floor." He gave her a wink. "The guard said they had a restaurant, there. I assume for the humans who live here and those here on business."
Her brow wrinkled. "What humans would be here on business?"
"A select few. You'd be surprised if you knew who frequents the Citadel." He offered her a smile, but it didn't feel sincere. Despite his efforts to lighten the mood they were both terrified, perhaps him more so than her. She had him to take care of things, but who did he have? It was all on his shoulders……
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