Yona had come a long way from the spoiled, complaining almost bratty princess she was back at the castle. But to think she had to go through that kind of hardship, just for her to mature and become more independent. The Yona of old would have complained about sleeping on the ground, traveling on foot for hours and miles on end - but not now. Still, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't glad when they came in view of a town. She'd be able to get clean, wash her hair properly, sleep in a real bed--
All frivolous thoughts. What took up her thoughts more often lately was a certain person -- well two certain people -- but particularly the one that traveled with her, that she refused to let leave her side. That she would one day have to give back his freedom and see him walk out of her life. Was it really a surprise that Yona found it difficult to sleep? That she had quietly slipped out of the room she had been given for the night, to walk out of the Inn, her attention on the starry sky. Not the safest thing to do, but when did she ever do anything that wasn't reckless and crazy lately?
All frivolous thoughts. What took up her thoughts more often lately was a certain person -- well two certain people -- but particularly the one that traveled with her, that she refused to let leave her side. That she would one day have to give back his freedom and see him walk out of her life. Was it really a surprise that Yona found it difficult to sleep? That she had quietly slipped out of the room she had been given for the night, to walk out of the Inn, her attention on the starry sky. Not the safest thing to do, but when did she ever do anything that wasn't reckless and crazy lately?