Thread: The Thief Who Only Borrows (DontxBlinkk)

Cain stayed for some time after Arianna bid her goodbyes, speaking to people about random things and letting the king bring him in to certain conversations. After that was over he didn't hesitate to bid everyone goodnight and leave the party, giving them the excuse that he was tired and looking forward to his first good nights sleep in a long time. It wasn't a lie, he hadn't had a good sleep for quite some time and getting to his bed was definitely something he was looking forward to, but the truth was he really just wanted to be done with the party. Returning to the room was a nice change and he quickly locked the door behind him before making his way over to the dresser, sitting his blade on top and folding the nicer outfit he had worn and placed it on top as well, not seeing the sense in washing up something he wore for only a few hours. He was use to wearing clothing for weeks at a time on the battlefield, but he would change that and be better off for it. For the time he grabbed the normal clothing he had worn before the party and thrown it back on, getting comfortable on the bed after that and just staring up at the ceiling. Even on the extremely comfortable bed Cain didn't fall asleep instantly, for some time he stared off into nowhere and let his mind roam. So many things plagued him, what happened during the war mostly but also thoughts of what could happen with him gone. He knew many of the generals up there were competent, easily as skilled as him, but he had pushed back many forces and kept plenty of soldiers alive, he hated to think his leaving would mean loss of life that could have been avoided. When he finally did fall asleep it didn't provide much solace either, his dreams, if one could call them dreams, were more of the same. That was why when he woke up and didn't feel as refreshed as he should have he didn't think anything of it. In fact he hadn't felt refreshed after sleeping in a long time either, another byproduct of the war on his system, one that didn't go away after making it back to the city and to a fresh bed. Whether he felt truly good or not he knew his body would work better due to the hours of rest. After giving himself a moment to wake he rolled out of bed, getting to his feet and wandering over to a jug he had noticed the day before, glad he was correct in his assumption that water resided inside. He poured himself a bit and drank it rather quickly before stretching and looking out the window as the bright sun hit his face. As if fate didn't want to give him much time a knock came at the door with an unfamiliar voice, Sir Cain, I'm sorry to wake you but I have a message for you. The voice sounded slightly nervous and as Cain opened the door he smirked, knowing before he opened that it was a knight trainee. Sure enough there stood a smaller guy, probably about sixteen and new to the knights by his stance and uniform. Go ahead. He was calm and friendly with the young man and it seemed to help as he spoke a tad more controlled. Um I have this... He put his hands out with an official fresh knight uniform with the commander patch and design already etched in. Also, there has been another robbery and return with the new thief's style, I was told you had been assigned and to give you this piece of paper. Oh and to tell you that I am at your disposal. He motioned to a piece of paper sitting atop the clothing, covered in notes and information from the guards. Cain laughed gently, Alright, thank you. He took both and then looked the trainee up and down, the kid being at his service basically meant it was his first trainee being back, one of the future knights he would be showing around for awhile and using to get small jobs done. He had always taken a passive approach at that and he nodded for a moment. Well I am going to get dressed and look this over, you go ahead to the training ground and do some exercises, I will come out to see the guys and a little practice before I head out to the shops so don't leave until I arrive. The boy nodded excitedly, eager to have Cain as his mentor, and then ran off to start his morning routine. Cain went back inside to prepare for the day. For him that included more than putting on his uniform and armor which he had cleaned the night before, it meant bandaging some still healing wounds, applying a special ointment, and then glancing over the report. He would leave before long though, not wanting to keep his knight trainee waiting too long.