Chapter 41: Comiserating
There were unwritten rules in life that Irene always had a firm understanding of. Until she woke up with a new lease on life, she was a rule follower in every sense of the word.
In the future she saw, she never had friends who cared to push the boundaries of understood rules. As she followed the two other apprentices down the halls of the barracks in the darkness of night, she knew that, yet again, something had changed.
However, anytime it seemed she might start talking, one of the others would shake their heads or put their fingers over their lips to quiet her down. Without many words needing to be said, she understood that they needed to be quiet so the other apprentices and knights would stay asleep.
Finally, they made it out the door of the barracks and Felix let out a sigh.
"Couldn't sleep either?"
Irene glanced between the two others and she was met with judgment-free expressions.
"I had a bad dream," she admitted, revealing nothing else except for that.
"Same here," Felix responded and shook his head.
His dirty blonde locks fell into his face and he swept his gloved fingers through them. Underneath his eyes were a bit hollow.
Irene was starting to realize more about him than she could have ever expected.
"What about you?" she asked Leif.