Jess looked in the window before she entered the Hall. She spotted Haldor staring at the front doors. Not wanting to be spotted by him but not wanting to pay for drinks elsewhere, Jess stole up to the roof of the Hall, where she had discovered a trap door that led to a small attic above the pub. Jess inched the trap door up and slipped inside. Closing the trapdoor as quietly as she could, Jess allowed herself a slight smile at her cleverness. Jess turned around and jumped a mile at the sight of Scheherazade standing eye-to-eye with Jess, an inquisitive look on her face.
"Hello, Jess. What're you doing in my attic?"
"Uh, well, you see Scheherazade, I was just making my way to the front door, and I uh, just got lost, and uh, I uh, well I-"
"Stop Jess. I know that you just aren't brave enough to face Haldor."
"What? Of course I'm brave enough! I just, uh, can't uh, well I-"
"Jess. Listen to me. I've seen a lot of romances between heroes. I've seen almost all of those romances fall apart. I've been watching you and Haldor. I've watched your relationship grow. I've watched it flower. I thought that you two might actually stick it out, unlike so many other heroes. But no. The flower of your love has wilted like so many others. I suppose I should've seen it coming, a rogue like you with a cleric like Haldor. It shouldn't work, and it obviously doesn't."
"No! We're just going through a little... Spat right now. It'll work itself out!"
"It won't 'work itself out' and you know it. The only way you and Haldor can survive this is for you to get over yourself and talk to him. But I know it won't happen. You just don't have the guts."
"Don't you be calling me 'coward' Scheherazade! I've defeated many enemies and faced dozens of horrors! I do have guts!"
"Then show it! Stop proclaiming your bravery to me and go talk to Haldor!"
"I... I... I will! I'll show you, Scheherazade! I will make this work with Haldor. I'm going right now. You'll see!"
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Jess left Scheherazade, who seemed to be snickering for some reason, and dropped down lightly into the pub. She then ordered her a tall shot of something strong, drank it in one gulp, then walked with an air of bravado to Haldor. Jess tapped him on the shoulder... To find that he had fallen asleep.
"Typical male..." Jess muttered to herself.
Jess then sat in the chair directly across from him and waited for him wake up.