Previn and Nightfall led the way up the stairs, followed by Issilk and then Elise. As had been the case with the dining room, the upper hallway was clean, if somewhat stark and simple. Their room sat at the end of the hallway, and as Issilk opened the door to their room, he suddenly stopped short, so that Elise ended up stopping on the tips of her toes and placing a hand upon the frame of the door to avoid running into him. Issilk stood there for a long moment, before he began to slowly move to the side. As he did so, she looked to see what had surprised him in such a manner, following his gaze until her's landed upon the single bed which graced the room. The bed was not exactly roomy, but there seemed to be ample room for the both of them to be able to sleep in it. Other than that, there was a small table with a mirror and a wash basin, a glass-paned window with curtains made of coarse muslin, and a small door which she assumed led to a closet. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she turned towards Issilk who was still staring at the bed as if it were a snake which would bite him. It was quite beyond her understanding what was wrong with him, so she spoke.
Issilk, what in heaven's name is the matter with you?
Issilk stood there for a moment, and she could see that he was waging some sort of internal battle by the pained look upon his face. In fact, if she hadn't known better, she would have sworn that his normally grayish coloring had taken on a distinctly pinkish tinge. When he could finally force the words out, he began to apologize profusely to her! Her first instinct was to chuckle softly, for she had assumed they would be sharing a bed, and saw nothing wrong with that since they had basically shared a bed since they'd met. However, she began to see that Issilk was highly agitated by the thought of a single bed and her heart ached for him. Elise raised a single hand to quiet his protestations and apologies, and smiled softly at him. She stepped closer to him and placed her hand gently upon his cheek, cupping it. As she spoke, her voice was soft and caring.
Issilk, we have slept in the same bed since the night we met. I do not blame you for there only being one bed in this room. In fact, I rather expected something like this. I did not want to be in a room by myself, separated from you, and it would not have been fair of us to separate Nightfall and Previn just so I could have a roommate. I confess that I have come to enjoy the feeling of falling asleep in your arms at night....and I hope that you won't think me too forward for admitting it.
As Elise fell silent, a sudden horrid thought occurred to her. Perhaps Issilk didn't want to share a bed with her! If that were the case, she had no right to push herself onto him. Rather embarrassed now, she began to speak again, stumbling over her words.
Forgive me...I had...I thought....I thought that you didn't mind sleeping near me. If you wish to sleep separately, we can most certainly do so. I would think that the floor in this room is no more uncomfortable than the ground upon which we slept only yesterday....and I can sleep upon the floor. This is actually your room, if anyone is to sleep upon the floor, it should be me.
As Elise finished speaking, she tore her gaze away from him with a pained look in her eyes. She cared a great deal for Issilk, and it had not been her plan to make him uncomfortable. It was true that she'd been thinking more of her own desires than his when she'd refused her own room, and now she was rapidly becoming sorry for having spoken so impulsively when they were paying for their rooms.