[ Ah. Just when her body had prepared to seize with pleasure, the unwelcome sound cause her body to jolt in an entirely different way - she jumps, chest painfully tight with panic.

Eyes dashing along the ceiling, she grasps onto her lover tightly... and just as quickly, she finds herself grounded. Just as much as she loves him, she knows that she would die before allowing any harm to come to him. ]

Will. [ Voice eerily steady as she whispers to him, she takes his shoulders. ]

We'll need to move together. While I open the door, you pull him inside and silence him. If there's more than one, dash behind me and grab the oil lamp.

[ Once he's up, she's already buttoning her trousers and rolling across the bed for her sword. ]