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It had been a while since Shamir had started working for the knights, so long in fact that she had forgotten what it was like to book her own lodgings. Usually she and Catherine were with the other knights inbetween towns so they would just set up camp, but this mission required only her and Catherine.
Shamir had to admit she felt more at ease when it was just her and Catherine. She also was looking forward to finally sleeping in a real bed.
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"What!" Catherine yelled in responce to shamirs outragous statement, Nearly making shamir jump out of her boots. Only one bed?! Was Shamir crazy???
"I dont see the problem" Shamir quickly recovered from the shock of cathrines outburst."We should save resources in case this mission goes on longer than expected"
"The luxury of the room wasn't what i was talking about Shamir!" Catherine blushed "It was the fact that there is Only One Bed!"
Shamir looked at Catherine quizically "We sleep in a tent together all of the time. Whats the difference now?"
'The difference now is that i Love you' Catherine thought. She became even more flustered. "Shamir laying in the same bed as somone is Very different than sharing a tent!"
Shamir sighed "if it makes you that uncomfortable ill sleep on the floor." Shamir couldnt help the tinge of sadness in her voice. She was looking forward to this. She kicks herself for not considering the needs if her partner.
Catherine felt a clamp on her heart when she heard the tinge of sadness in Shamirs voice. "No, it wouldn't be right for you to sleep on the floor." Catherine was sentencing herself to death with that sentence. She was going to Share Beds with the woman she loves, And she had to conceal her feelings for her.
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Shamir had been the first in bed immediately dozing to sleep. Wich left Catherine to try and shuffle in bed without waking her. Once Catherine had made herself comfortable she found he heart was beating too fast to sleep. Everytime she closed her eyes she could feel Shamirs breath from behind behind give her goosebumps.
After what felt like hours of cathrine laying in bed tensly. Catherine felt Shamirs arms wrap around her torso, as she put her head on Catherine's sholder, and tangled their legs.
Catherine forgot how to breathe. 'Was shamir awake?? Was she doing this Unconsciously? What if she woke up?' Catherine took a sharp inhale. She was sure shamir could hear her hear pounding, partly from oxigen loss and partly from adrenaline.
Catherine tried to gently pry Shamir off her but she didnt budge. This is it. This is How Catherine would die. She wondered if the other knights found her like this would it be considered an honerable death in battle.
Catherine closed her eyes and tried to focus on sleeping.
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Cathrine only got 4 hours of on and off sleep before she was woken up by shamir's morning routine. Catherine felt like she had been spun around too fast.
"Good morning partner" shamir spoke enthusiastically. She seemed to be in a good mood.
"Good morning" Catherine said like she just got out of a blender. "Sleep well?" She asked half sarcastically.
"Yes, actually. I missed the comfort of sleeping in a warm bed." Catherine humed in agreement to the sentiment, though she hadnt gotten to enjoy it as much. "Its nice to share a bed with someone you trust." Shamir added.
Catherine blushed. "Then we ought to do it more often." Catherine surprised herself as she said that. Looking back on it she wouldnt mind shamir pressing her face against her neck in the night.