As Cassian went into battle, Yerniaâs knight protected her in and out of the barracks.
She deemed the knight reliable so she was able to stay at ease despite her husbandâs absence.
âIâm all right.â
âYouâre not alright. Please warm yourself up.â
The cold wind greeted Yernia when she called the knight, who stood guard outside the barracks, to come inside.
When asked to sit in front of the bonfire for a moment, the knight refused and tried to return outside.
After a little squabble, the knight ended up listening to her request.
âItâs warmer here, right?â
When he hovered his hands close to the flames, warmth spread throughout his cold skin.
âThank you.â
Yernia chuckled.
She was getting bored waiting for Cassian all day.
Yernia slipped out a bottle but the knight didnât accept the cup.
âYou can drink this. Cassian offers this to me every time Iâm cold.â
Cassian gave it to her just before he went to battle.
He specifically told her to only take a sip, but Yernia decided to ignore it.
âYou can drink it yourself, My Lady. Iâm fine.â
âItâs depressing to drink alone.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âPlease just have one drink with me. What do you think?â
She tried drinking alone without company but it just wasnât effective.
Alcohol was meant to be drunk with others.
The Knight had no choice but to accept Yerniaâs offer.
âOh, itâs nice. Iâm starting to feel warm.â
âThatâs right.â
Yernia and the knight became drowsy due to alcohol running through their veins.
The unsuspecting Knight failed to reject Yerniaâs cup.
He looked drunk and she swore he didnât look like that after drinking a few cups in a row.
However, Yernia was still clear-headed.
âAre you drunk already? How many fingers are you seeing?â
âFive?â
âAre you serious? Itâs only one.â
âWhy one?â
Yernia pulled her forefinger in front of him.
The Knightâs gone.
Wasted.
She shook her head with excitement.
She was planning to drink with Cassian once he arrived from the battlefield, but she was already drunk.
âI have three family members. I have two cute younger brothers and a sick sister. Iâm going to pay for her medication. Itâs all thanks to you.â
At first, she tried to listen and respond accordingly but there seemed to be no end to his particular story.
In the end, Yernia lost interest in his verbal biography that she decided to have one last sip before getting up.
She felt so dizzy from drinking too much.
âIâm going for a walk.â
âI guess I have used all my luck in this lifetime.â
Yernia came out and left the knight that  was already lost in his own world.
It was quiet and there were no people in sight since most of the soldiers were sent to the battlefield.
A few soldiers remained but none of them exited the barracks.
The rest were only guides.
Yernia had gotten used to this place a lot and nothing dangerous had happened so far.
âHabin, are you in there?â
Yernia walked to the barracks where she had seen Habin come and went once.
She was planning to seduce Habin for another drink.
Then, Yerniaâs body was pulled into the barracks out of the blue.
Her mouth was covered in an instant.
The lights inside the barracks were on and it was Habin, the owner of the barracks, who pulled Yernia.
His face was thrust in front of her wide, round eyes.
He compelled her to close her mouth by pressing an index finger to his lips.
âPlease be quiet.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âPromise me that youâll be quiet and Iâll release you. If youâre willing to listen to me, nod your head.â
Habin seemed like a friendly and gentle person when Yernia arrived here.
The first time they met, he offered her a wooden chair and sat on the cold floor, instead, peeling the potatoes in silence.
He had answered her questions kindly unlike the hostile people she had met.
Yernia nodded.
The instant he saw the fear in her eyes, Habin released his hold on her.
âWhyâââ
As soon as Yernia spoke, Habin shushed him.
âPlease treat me as usual. As if nothing happened.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âPlease.â
She didnât understand what was wrong with Habin.
She was frightened at the sudden change in his personality.
Right now, he was acting like a stranger.
As she interlocked her fingers to stop them from trembling, she did what Habin told her to do.
âHaâ-Habin. You werenât sleeping?â
When she stuttered, Habin nodded as if nothing was wrong.
For some reason, Habin started stuffing his clothes into an old, worn bag.
Was he going somewhere?
Where was he planning to go late at night?
âYes.â He answered casually, packing his luggage. âWhatâs the matter?â
First of all, she was doing what Habin told her to do but Yernia didnât know why she wanted to leave him  as soon as possible.
She didnât want to drink with him anymore.
âNo, but I was about to invite you for a drink. Major Ricardo had given me something that can warm me up in this cold place. Since you look tired, Iâll just return to the barracks. I should go.â
Yernia tried her best to remain calm but she stuttered when Habin pulled out a dagger.
She couldnât do anything about it since she was unarmed.
âDrinking will be great since I feel cold too. I will not be able to refuse if you invite me to Major Ricardoâs barracks.â
Habin said in a loud voice, adding some words Yernia didnât even utter.
He definitely sounded like he was informing someone.
Whoâs out there?
Yernia hadnât run into anyone until she came to the barracks.
Suddenly, Habin whispered in her ear.
âPlease guide me to Major Ricardoâs barracks.â