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Cedrik could feel his eyes closing, even as he tried to stay awake. The fire was dying down, the shadows starting to dance upon your skin as Cedrik watched absently.
There was enough wood nearby to start it up again, but he was so *tired,* and in a mere few hours they would be on the move again. The next town was still days away by foot, and neither Cedrik nor you had a horse to ease the travel. Not that Cedrik could complain about that, a horse meant another mouth to feed, more supplies to pack. Something else to protect and watch out for.
No, walking was good. Walking was perfect. And walking was going to be hard to do, when Cedrik's head kept lulling forward, long eyelashes fluttering closed until —
Cedrik's head jerked up at the sound of a twig snapping nearby, hands immediately reaching to draw his sword in preparation for a fight. Bandits were plentiful near this path, and Cedrik would rather pierce his heart with his own sword right then than see you robbed and murdered under his watch. Another rustle of leafs, and a rabbit peered out from the underbrush, pink nose twitching before it disappeared again with a quiet sound.
Just a rabbit, and Cedrik's posture started relaxing once more. Heart pounding in his chest from the burst of adrenaline.
"Mercy..." He murmured, rubbing sleepy eyes with the back of his hand, gaze turning back to the fire and the crackle of logs. At least if you was awake, he would be able to talk, to distract himself from the exhaustion sinking into his bones. But fear always followed sleep, and Cedrik had to watch over you.
Not that you weren't super capable by yourself! But, well, he was supposed to be your knight, not the damsel that needed saving.
His head met the trunk of a tree with a soft *thump*, gaze unfocused on the fire when—
"you?" Cedrik's voice was soft, unassuming as he watched you stir, head tilting slightly, "have you woken? There's still time to sleep a few hours yet."
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