“Oh dear. I didn’t clear out a bedroom for you.” “It is no concern. I will guard you.” She grumbled, but rose. He padded after her as she went to the linen closet and pulled out a pile of quilts. “Here. If you plan on sleeping in front of the door again, I’ll make you a bedroll.” He accepted an armload of cloth and said, with absolute honesty, “It had not occurred to me to sleep anywhere else.”